those mad sounds in your ear

and that's how the story goes, the story of the beast with those four dirty paws

hey, you! remember me? remember love? remember trying to stay together?

would you remember me, when we were only seventeen, when we were living in our dreams, when we were young

when we were in love oh, things were better than they are let me back into into your arms

the whole place was dressed to the nines, and we were dancing, like we're made of starlight

and it seems that every time we're eye to eye I can find another piece of you that I don't wanna lose

thank you, lovely! i’m glad :) xxxx

oh, my darling, take all the time you need there ain’t no place I’d rather be

wanted to ask if we could have been but my tongue wouldn't break the seal