Sweet as the smell of success. Her body's warm and wet. She gets me through this god awful loneliness. A natural high butterfly Oh I,. I need, need, need her.
- "At this time... I just like to sing.". . Here in this lonely room. Late in the afternoon. Dreaming my life away-hey. Don't answer the telephone. I'm not home receiving you.
Our life together is so precious together. We have grown, we have grown. Although our love is still special. Let's take a chance. And fly away somewhere alone.
"daddy, when did we have no house?". "when?". "when, when did we have no house and we rented this house?". "in 1973, we didn't have this house, yet, that's when we bought this house".
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared. I'm scared, so scared. I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared. As the years roll away. And the price that I paid. And the straws slips away.