Hey you




I’m never gonna hold you again. Do you know how it feels?

I’m never gonna kiss you again. Do you know how it feels?

I’m never gonna bring you breakfast in bed again. Do you know how it feels?

I’m never gonna chase you round the house with a water pistol again. Do you know how it feels?


You’re never gonna throw apples and oranges at my head for soaking you again. Do you know how it feels?

But, do you know how good the good times where?

I do