Miles smiles at
All the girls...
I've got all the time in the world
That's why I complain about being bored...
Never let a day
go by without at least once...
Darling!!
I don't want you to be like electricity...
I'm on my way to the bottom of another bottle,
Today...
The whisper in my heart
Is of another daytime...
Losing things was always my curse
I need somewhere for my things to immerse...
I sit on my usual seat
On the tattered leather sofa...
Kids running amok, amok:
screaming, yelling, calling my name...
My eyes deceived me,
as the smell of cotton candy...
There was loaded on a ship, a donkey
who fell in the sea cause of a monkey...
Money's not resting
anywhere but in pockets...