I'm warping the wicket. Unbearable in cohabitation. I don't close tin jars. I wake up too early in the day. I'm warping the wicket. . Wicket, wicket, wicket.
Darling stop confusing me. With your wishful thinking. Hopeful embraces. Don't you understand?. I have to go through this. I belong to here where. No-one cares and no-one loves.