Intro:
Cradle Me, I'll Cradle You
I'll win your heart, with a whit-woo
Pulling shapes just for your eyes,
- let ring -
so with toothpaste kisses and lines
i'll be yours and you'll be
lay with me, ill lay with you
we'll do the things that lovers do
put the stars in our eyes,
and with heart shaped bruises and late night kisses divine