this is a story
A story of the one who built me a warehouse storie
He wasn't straight tight
And yes He didn't make pie
Au theory ya pie- thogerous
Lakini he made me niwachapie
That he made me cry
Till my eyes were dry
Yet i had my best moments
Laughing and playing coz that was his momentum's
I don't know if you can hear me
But he died loving me


C titanic we are acting
Or me just bluffing
But remembering him leaves me blushing
And the warmth he gave me ,you just cant imagine
The way he did touch me ,just imagine
Imagine an image torn without a margine;
He took me in my haven...