Singing with you is like a cast iron skillet.
Seasons with age, better with time.
Singing with you, like giving coffee to a cricket.
Filling a page, making it rhyme.
I want to know you for the rest of my life.
Working with you doesn’t feel like working.
Nothing can make
a **** with
fine.
know you for the rest my
the my life.
For the of my
won’t always be easy.
Sometimes wish you’d
hear the
Let’s remember when we
with is iron skillet.
Seasons with
I to for the rest my life.
For