The talks we've had are endless
they mean the world to me...
The storm gathers in the west
Ready to take you out...
The storm gathers in the west
Ready to take you out...
You always know the right words to say,
to keep me happy everyday...
She comes to me when she has a problem,
She cries on her knees begging for help...
Happy eight months, my darling,
my loverly dandelion...
Kat you were a friend when i needed it most
I was like a ship lost in a storm...
Don't walk in front of me
I'm not a follower...
He sits on his chair. He feels all alone.
He has no one to love. He feels no one loves him...
Smart and talented you seems,
Your words makes me day dream...
Guess what, my little tomato!
Today is nine month's day...
It seems you float like a raindrop,
streaming past my vision at inconvenient times...