One! The icy water
hits my legs as I try
Just try to remember if I love you
are you? I want to recall. And why?
Maybe it's the obligation;
I mean, the holding hands, snoggings to be
hard to stay on top with that bliss.
Nobody to make daisy chains
The hardcore cute boy is the one I miss
watch Fight Club, to belong with
And the cold water comes back,
Again, and Cinderella is just myth.
you are, I may never own.
But have I made life's priority
find love when I more need wisdom for blues.