YOURS. (cookies song)

I'm sure, Mr. Clock didn't got any battery Now how can he go Round and round with his beautiful gloved hands I swear, still today I haven't seen em Those hands moving on just a little bit And time's just a joke for fools That don't know you Quiet, turns beautiful Silence has never been so lovely When time's just a place Where I can go to show you all My love Well, Mrs ice... Wasn't that kind When all you were thinking was a trip to Hawaii I couldn't tie my shoes back then While you aren't a MasterChef I promise you one day we'll find cookies' plants We'll grow em up, we'll lie under the leaves Holding hands But hands are only jokes for fools That don't know us Quiet, turns beautiful Silence has never been so lovely When time's just a place Where I can go to show you all My love Falling gets easy Getting up the same And space is just a time of day Where we can be and show us our Love