Somebody buy me a cupcake. Somebody ask me if I'd like to have one. Somebody hold my hand and ask me which one I'd like, and smile when you see my face lite up with innocent and childish joy. Somebody bring back that child. Somebody make me laugh so hard that tears fall off and you gasp at the tears that roll down my cheeks. Somebody take me on a tonga and sing old Hindi songs with me in the rain, while living out some crazy movie.
I could be that somebody for myself, do all that stuff alone and still have a good time. But good times would just become better if I somebody to share them with. You know?
Come fast you.
I could be that somebody for myself, do all that stuff alone and still have a good time. But good times would just become better if I somebody to share them with. You know?
Come fast you.
