While you come like a storm to me
Drop the bomb on the shore for me
IPhone call nothing works nothing works
When it comes to thousands of words I breath
So wyt so guet
So wyt so guet
So wyt so guet
So wyt so guet
I love you
Sandlover
While you come while you come to me
I am the storm with flashing bombs in me
IPhone call to make it worth to me
When it comes to thousands of words I breath
With you the drift, no sun, no gift, no warmth
No beach to seat with drinks
With you the drift, no sun, no gift
No warmth
No pleased to say the least
All inclusive
Sandlover
All inclusive
Sandlover