Bokkie

Jumping with your eyes closed.
Landing on the sun.
Being young and beautiful.
In love with no one...  

...but yourself.

And people tell you're pretty, yeah...
(pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-paaaa...)
Your smile drives them crazy, lady...
(pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-paaaa...)
You wanna slowly fade awa-a-ay...
But you can't, so you stay...       
...with me...
...with me...
...with me...

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah!



Autumn's dreampop.