Feels like summertime, don't tease me

[sarah_wade]

I know that it's your soul, but could you bottle it up and
Get down to the heart of it,
No, it's my heart you're shit out of your luck
Don't make me tell you again my love.

I am aiming to be somebody this somebody trusts
With her delicate soul
I don't claim to know much except soon as you start
To make room for the parts
That aren't you it gets harder to bloom in a garden of love

Only thing I ever could need, only one good thing
Worth trying to be, and it's love