Say thanks to the Sun for making it hot
Do you day dream?
I do... alot.
I forget what I'm doing,
And get lost in thought.
I fall off into space,
inside my mind.
I can taste, feel,
hear, smell,
and see all I find.
For instance... I make memories in an instant.
Smoke from an insence suspends against the cealing.
I get an, "every sense is tingling" feeling,
from what I recall.
It was not my fault.
It was selfish defence.
When adding the salt,
To a slow dinner dance...
The suspence started.... thence,
The intense desire to take of her pants.
It was not my fault at all.
With every chance I get, I eat the cake.
I dream all day and can't stay awake.
Have I made a mistake?
It was not my fault at all.
I'm coming down.
I'm coming down now and,
So hard.
I'm becoming weary and wayward.
Whatever she wants she can take.
No.
Wait.
Will she still offer me...
some sovranty?
Won't she let me be free... to regret.
Why dose she always have to be the one to cry?
Why can't I?... Why can't I forget?
It was not my fault at all.
I'm sorry she always had to be the one to try.
I'm sorry the Sun sets
me on fire...
And for my sad desire to die.
I'm sorry and I don't know why.