I found him long distance His hands, burned, moved back words. How can I leave you here wrapped in your bouquet of fears? OK. I'll wait. I said come on p**y cat not much can better that. OK. I'll wait. I feel him a low burn. You soon learn space travelling. It's bound to come undone but your body is so much fun. OK. I'll wait. This love is sticks and stones I just don't want to be left alone OK. I'll wait. Slow down Slow down Slow down Stop.