Head full of songs, more then I can give to bands so I started recording with my living room studio. Try to put my symfonic rock background into a pop format
You’re such a sweetie,
It appears to me you’re maybe
a little bit sweet too much
you make me think with every touch
you let happen, boy after boy
so easy, as a playtoy
I don’t react, let it flow
I don’t know what I don’t know
Will we be friends?
or maybe one day a pair
Don’t know where this ends
but you’ll never be a toy to me
I really like you, really care
So careful with all I say
How can I reach you the proper way?
Stay unsure with all I do
Do you read my acts the way I want to
Try to reach you with my arms
hope you copy, and like my charms
Try to reach with my eyes
Hope I look unlike the other playing guys
