Chloe

Go on then act free, your tan is well suited, what am I to believe, demand of you to sing, the only song I knew, blow it on my ring, it's a tune bittersweet, melts me to my shoes, floats above the street, who are you to bring, the only gain in view, if you're so uncaring, smell again the sea, you don’t need an excuse, to rock me to eternity, wrap us in this sling, lay aside your dues, me who makes you think, you never had a clue.