Tim de Vil & His Imaginary Friends - Hail, Mary lyrics

Hey, it's me I think that the two years needs, at least, a carefully worded plea... That brings me to this voicemail-- a fool's run to sum up the greatest thing that I've ever been a part of-- I'll try to refrain from sentiment, to stay on track, and authentic No promises You can brighten any room-- heighten the moods of those around you with barely a move. When your face lights up. I'm reminded that life just might have a bright side That's not something I can give back-- Not in a well rehearsed phone call. Or painting, or sonnet, or a John Cusack-ian rain-soaked run to the airport. I'm destined to fall short Okay, so I might be on the verge of sentiment... Let me rein it in a bit... You've got the sweetest pair of tits. And that's no rock fact. That's a fact fact I can't imagine a life without you, and I don't want to. All sappiness aside, you're the best thing I've had to call mine. I could go on about your qualities. But that seemed cheap, and could never quite convey just what you mean to me I love you, sure as I am of anything, I do Please come back