ASparkOfLight

Little sunbeams on the wall. Are dying after the sunset. Together it's easy in death. Little sunbeams are fading and closing up. 220 on yourself. Wrap around yourself and go! 220 on yourself. 220 on her. You're teaching me to wait. And telling me those funny phrases. But I want to give it all away. If it's love then give it one blow at a time. You won't understand it in a dream: If it's love then everything just burns away. Little sunbeams on the wall. Are dying after the sunset. 220 on yourself. Wrap around yourself and go! 220 on yourself. 220 on her. 220!