When there's time to go walking do, feel the world outside, breathe some blue.
Don't stare there's nothing that you own.
As I write lines they walk me through feeling love inside, but it ain't true.
It's okay it's nothing I control.
Don't you worry honey 'cause I've got a smile, let me tell you that you are getting a bit old.
Just like last night, I'm all alone, feeling love inside, just for you.
My hand is starting to feel warm, draining all the pleasure inside, lust and pleasure dressed in white.
Call me and tell me that you're bored.
