Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry Call I'm desperate for your voice.Listening to the song we used to sing. In the car, do you remember, Butterfly, Early Summer. It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet,Like when we would meet.
I was born to tell you I love you and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine, stay with me tonight.
Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh. Cause every breath that you will take,when you are sitting next to me will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy? What's your, what's your...
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have.
