Tekstovi: Blake Babies. Nicely, Nicely. A Sweet Burger Lp.

(One, Two, Three, Four....)

You love me through to time
And I don't even know who you are.
I know you're probably heading this group,
But now that you tell me with you.

You say that it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream,
But I sure know what I'm hearing
Is as good as you seem.

You say it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream,
But I sure know what you give
Is as good as you seem.

The police put down who he says
And throw me a ringer.
Why should I follow diplomacy,
Your travelling little show?

You say that it's unfruitful,
Laying down and daydreaming,
But I swear you another world of
As good as I've ever seen.

You say that it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream,
But I should not hear
It as your life seems so grim.

I only get to see you once or twice a year.
Just about too many years and you came around here.
Why do you think this girl's stupid?
Why do you dream I doubt it?
The sob broke initially.
What else is there?
What can you do about it?

Talkin' to me, invade my thoughts.
You just don't ever know.
I like you, but you're far away
In the school, where it really shows.

You're talkin' to me.
Feed my thoughts
With a grace I need show.
I guess, this is how it's going to be.
I like you and you won't know.

(You did great)
(Thanks)