all the flaws that pose a threat
do you want me to correct them?
do you want me to dissect them?
i'll knock the wind from your lungs
and let you breathe only the remnants of sugar from my lips
and everything else that's stuck on me
soon after i'll hope to be stuck on you
just like a little girl whose lost her way
but i know better than to let you win
or hold the sun in your hands
its mine it's all mine
you're gonna be mine too someday
i hold the sun
i can keep it burning bright for ever
just like you!
just like you.