Its 1st of may, and i still like you
Its about time you said
You took so long
if you asked me, to kiss you out on your terrace house
Id refuse
Id bite my lip
And say "thats disgusting"
Because my heart is profoundly unease most of the time i think about you
Its 2nd of may
I love the way you say my name..
And your touch
Its lonely and soft
So soft..
For youre so young compared to mine
Its 3rd Of May
And Im So Tired Of Saying I Want
Because i really dont want to
Because my heart is profoundly unease most of the time i think about you
