I can even dreamy

and don't stop

I always told you I liked it

but you nothing

Maybe it's gross

but not rude

Sometimes I think where you are

I don't see you anymore

A life that passes

wake up I see the days have passed

I think a lot

we used to laugh at nonsense

Now we just feel the things we miss

we lie down

Not knowing tomorrow

look and see a small bird

That stings on my red flower the color of love

tell me when you come to see me

Until then I follow you

but sometimes it doesn't work

I count the days by the fingers

I dream with you all day