All these rootbeer kisses and summer breeze hugs

all the wine colored night skys and the silky whispers

these long days driving around with you in your james-bond-black-car,sleeping in the backseat,doing my homeowork on the freeway while you drown yourself in Metallica

the last rich kiss before I fall back into reality, open the heavy door back into my life

this creed of love,this map for a future,all of this and more

let me fall asleep with a smile

fuck off