CHILDREN CRYING
Okay.
Hi.
It comes around.
I never leave.
I stare at you
and I believe this is where I should be.
And it comes so naturally.
Then in time I realize that I need another kind of love.
And I run for the door.
But I know I'll be back for more.
Back for more.
Of the sweetest kind of love.
Drop it from the ground and let your angel rise again.
I breathe on you,
but nothing moves.
And I know I have to choose what I want.
But then your eyes pass my butt and I lose my mind.
Forevermore.
Every time.
Just like before.
I'll come back.
Back for more.
Yeah, I'll
always be back for more.