I open my window. I turn to him. I'll miss him when he leaves me again. I shake him and he stirs awake. "Love it's time to go." He gets up and goes to my window. He can't leave.
Not without our butterfly kisses
I open my window. I turn to him. I'll miss him when he leaves me again. I shake him and he stirs awake. "Love it's time to go." He gets up and goes to my window. He can't leave.
Not without our butterfly kisses