Oh may be you don't know, you left a hole inside my mind.
It struck right from the start, my hollow heart crumbling in dire.
Your love is future lust that I can't touch or even try,
Exists in space and time or in your head like Dramamine.
I see the cue.
She's just into you.
Why you look so blue?
It's unlike you.
You're like my lullaby,
I left it all behind.
No worries, I don't mind.
We met your mother where winter is warm.
Your brotherly lover doesn't seem so wrong.
Oh girl, come on don't be shy.
No, I don't mind.
Or else, go give it a try.
Whoa-oh that's right.
Well babe, is this a goodbye?
It's alright, alright.
I wish your only love is animatic and automatic love.