not to read between the lines
and i will never be this young again
ohhhhhhh
my
sweet thing
c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
my my
sweet thing
ohhhhhhh
my
sweet thing
c'mon sugar baby with your champagne eyes
would you be my
would you be my
would you be my
would you be my
oh, won't you be my
oh, won't you be my
sweet thing
would you be my
oh
c'mon c'mon c'mon
would you be my
won't you be my
would you be my
[gifts are a burden to others
giving a prison for one's self]
sunday cxxxiii ii.xiv.mmx
i can see it in your eyes