My love -- Don't float away.
I said I've got my eyes set on you, babe
and if you get to runnin', I can run too.
It's true -- It's youuuuuuuuuuu.
Don't deceive me. When I'm old, you best believe
I've got your picture on my wall.
A vivid photograph of a lover and her cunt.
A slave to contentment; But I'm a high flyin' bird
and it almost feels like you've had it out for me
since I had the guts to say
"WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE YOU GOING TO STAY?!"
Even if it feels like all our heads have ceased to mold,
I'd still believe.
But I can't quite remember!
I couldn't help you much!
This happens everyday -- You get so hard to find out.
This happens every goddamn day -- You get so hard to find out.
But when all our heads cease to mold,
I'd still believe
that I cut my teeth on something so sweet.
But I can't quite remember much of anything!
But I cut my teeth on something so sweet.