baby you must tell me
that you love me
or you might lose me
...
little balls of smoke comes out of your mouth
in the midst of winter
that gives you faith
of that little hint
...
The rush of my blood
My heart beating like a fast drum
A race against time to get rid of my hood
I strugle with my hood and start to hum
...
Running! Just running through the valley
Trying to get away from all of my problems
I know that it will be impossible to do so
knowing that I can never get away from anything
...
That scent you give off
Makes me all tingly and happy inside
What shall I tell you?
I want to tell you that I love you
...
When I look into your eyes
Makes me crazy inside
All I want to do is fly
You are everything I ever wanted
...
We meet at last
You thought you were so cleaver
But you have must forgotten
That I'm cleaver just like you
...