Boy, I'm going to Culinary Hell for having a partner like him.

My mistake. I'm already IN Culinary Hell.

ZZZ

There's no combination of wordsI could put on the back of a postcard

No song that I could singBut I can try for your heart

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things

Like a, shoebox of photograph,

With sepiatone loving

Love is the answer,

At least for most of the questions in my heart

Like why are we here? And where do we go?

And how come it's so hard?It's not always easy and

Sometimes life can be deceiving

I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together :)

MMM it's always better when we're together

Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together

Well, it's always better when we're together

Yeah, it's always better when we're together.

And all of these moments

Just might find their way into my dreams tonight

But I know that they'll be gone

When the morning light sings

And brings new thingsFor tomorrow night you see

That they'll be gone tooToo many things I have to do

But if all of these dreams might find their way

Into my day to day scene

I'd be under the impression

I was somewhere in between

With only two

Just me and you

Not so many things we got to do

Or places we got to be

We'll Sit beneath the mango tree now <3<3<3>

Sawee blooms here