ode to serotonin
suddenly spritely budding throught the billows
the sun is bobbing heavenly against the trees
with bees buzzing
they're sucking nectar from a flower
and if we could have this hour for a lifetime
we'd smile blinkingly
laughing 'till we're gagging voilently
o soaring dove, i'm quite sure this is love!
i'm utterly depraved; lets do it on your terrace
and the rain will catch the notches on our backs
exchanging spit through out sloppy kisses
where the water tastes like perfumes on the docks
we're meant symmetrically
and hand in hand we're strolling gorgeously
o soaring dove, i'm quite sure this is love!
ive listened to this song...i dont even know how many times in a row.
the sun is bobbing heavenly against the trees
with bees buzzing
they're sucking nectar from a flower
and if we could have this hour for a lifetime
we'd smile blinkingly
laughing 'till we're gagging voilently
o soaring dove, i'm quite sure this is love!
i'm utterly depraved; lets do it on your terrace
and the rain will catch the notches on our backs
exchanging spit through out sloppy kisses
where the water tastes like perfumes on the docks
we're meant symmetrically
and hand in hand we're strolling gorgeously
o soaring dove, i'm quite sure this is love!
ive listened to this song...i dont even know how many times in a row.