RMC

Baby we should run away some day

into the grass past the past to play.

I would run to you you need space

to be at full speed let’s expel and erase.

I know the grasp is futile in style

the walk inside the road your mile.

Sinews send you to a blue azure

mountain of peace I am so sure.

Darling tell me about your day,

make this few hours have its sway.

Baby your so professional sharp

you play in my head golden harps.

To feel your arms in ways I do,

it’s the god that heroin prays to.

Yet that spell you see well tell me

of the vast borders cross with me a sea.

I do not know what else I would do.

All I know it feels good to be with you.

Feels good my love babe it feels good

like it can and always like it should true.