Leftover pizza
Fragrant lilies on the table
A black backpack sitting on a chair
A chair and a shirt
A conversation on the phone
Soon we're gonna be apart
I've never enjoyed anything but talking to you
While having breakfast with a view
The southern sun in shining
The monstera is thirsty
Dust in the air
Bamboo is dying
A conversation on the phone
Soon we're gonna be apart
I've never enjoyed anything but talking to you
While having breakfast with a view
I want to see
Eventually
How you are doing over there
Hopefully I'll see
What you can be
From my little hideaway at the shore