The sweet dust of frequency
Flickers of thoughts in your toes.
I'd rather you not stay tough tomorrow
I don't like it when you're too far I can't follow
The distance will lead you to see
Those ways will make you forget me
I know it's foolish, but please don't make me forget me!
That toes will lead you to sea
I often get like this when you're leaning to touch me
Our lashes move like this when you're leaning to talk to me
Show me that you're thinking of me!
Show me that you're thinking of me!