I was in the hope of my fainted book.
But didn't get onto mind,
Why ? Still so shattered on her chuckle's from the last row. .
May be on the better humour than mine !
Which crosses to my each vein ever,
Yeah , cozs I was the only pie in the sky...
And, Truth be told
It was my diary,
Might be written with only my tears
But you gotta know
Which is scripted on our hours.
And yeah, of course!
I was living in the Fool's paradise...