Should I write

let’s me stand in a cold without shivers

My head, Why do u make me sleep in quivers

Oh there it goes another dream of mine

This time it’s a sea and a little dandelion

I wanna swim to the island where she is

I can’t. Why? Oh yeah an excuse please

I don’t need to search for one. Do I?

They are like the air around a pigsty

I need her. I want her. I dream it.

Oh dreams, are they overrated?

Much like the word “destiny”

The tunnels end I bought for a penny

Why is it a she? Coz its sexy enough

to want and ‘nuf crazy to dare my life

These tittle dreams that go into the blue

Oh! Oh my little heart will they ever come true?