Pretending to sleep doesn't work... well
Doesn't work well for me.
Your nose is close to my nose
Your nose is close to my nose
Lying unsteady,
Do i taste like spaghetti to you?
I am awake
I am awake.
My golden boy tastes sweeter in the morning,
The snow has fallen without warning
And this bagel could be warmer
My first kiss
Is a secret on your lips.
Writer(s): Elaiza Santos
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