to sweep me off my feet, you’re going about it the right way. i’ll run into your fist. we’ll laugh about this one day.
there’s something about you, i can’t put my finger on it. it’s like i’ve always known you, and there’s no telling what could happen if you want to listen in. you’ve got me figured out, but you’re so full of surprises. you couldn’t write this shit, catherine wheels and rockets.
there’s something about you, i can’t put my finger on it. it’s like i’ve always known you, and there’s no telling what could happen if you want to listen in, we won’t lose sight of this.
paper boats that never sink. what must everybody think? fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers fingersandembersandfingersandembers