Youngness

Go down to the beach See the see anemone You call them enemies Even though you know what that means Let's go somewhere far Lay on top of the car Look at the stars, choose the tunes Leave the door ajar If I could taste your words We'd be speaking everyday But I doubt they would be heard And taste bitter anyway If I could taste your words We'd be speaking everyday And I wonder if I'd splurge Or be allergic anyway Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific Make your wishes more specific