You can buy a hundred gifts, And they still won't matter
If they don't come from the heart
The place that matters
I love everything about you
The smell of your hair
Do you remember everything I've thought you?
I know it's been a year
I come into your life, Then I disappear
And if you'd like to meet again i'll meet you there
Last time you lied
Those crocodile tears
And all those wasted years
I'll never get them back
But dont you worry bout me
I am here for a good time not to harm or stress you