Eric

it will not stop for a day, My heart beating for you, Even when it fails, i will hit the sense into it And into your head for making it fail. i just have to be in your arms, You could be the most annoying white lair, yes! Of course i know, chill, cos i'll write them pink, Your laughter could be the sweetest tune in my ears, It doesn't stop it from being the quinine in scwcheps, ha ha! you never seem to amaze me, When those tiny voice of yours would say " i miss you oh" oh! so i am now Mississippi? surely the day i'll write out your next moves is come, Don't anchor to Your e books okay? run errand for the stars, When i'll catch them, i'll make them shine brighter on you, What’s even wrong with me? Sending you this sweet little piece, Nah! sent to the wrong printer, love you.