Kissing the sun and the sun goes down
Come floating(? ) down now
You are my little prize(? ) in curls
Smiled at the frog(? ) and the sun goes down
You go out and I can smell those sounds
And are you whispering something happens again
I want to feel your breath
Make me a fucking prize(? ) in curls
Smiled at the frog(? ) and the sun goes down