Don't dare you border my thing. Cause when I man come I don't come pan knife I come pan gun. . Who want thing, hey. . NY thing, hey. London thing, hey.
There so much I want to know. In every day in every notice. The hour it is going slow. So how am I to show this. And I've got this feeling. Something's going on.
Sunday morning. Sun shining on your eyes. Sleepy face. Smiling into mine. . Sunday morning. Lots of time with nothing to do. Lots of time to spend with you.