you're in my head.
you should feel what i feel.
you should take what i take.
i will wait for you, meet me in the blue.
i will wait for you, if you ask me to.
the day is calling you
roll out and start anew.
wipe you weary eyes and tumble out of the sky.
i don't know you well but i'm waiting for you to happen.
although you don't know that i am,
i'm looking forward to you.
and i certainly hope you don't like belachan.
and that you have a considerably good digestive system.
eggs are nice to the mouth but horrible to the nose.
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