describe the touch, no it¡¯s the thought

it¡¯s warm and yellow and has a ruffle

it¡¯s warm and yellow and...

he¡¯s so quiet i forgot he¡¯s there

and i think here i am.

¡°oh alice, come back he¡¯s just a kitten...

he¡¯s just a kitten¡±

a thousand leaves for your disguise fall on

the sky and looking up from down is a sea to

realize the leaves are falling up and down

up and round.

and this is from my heart to you

a crazy wind will stir me too and contre de la

sexisme

i am with you.