Walking through the little street
in the sun,in the wind.
There comes a bike right in my way
and then there´s he.
Long caramel hair and pretty and young.
too young for me?
too young for me.
He looks me in the eye and drives out of the way.
It´s always like that if i see one i like.
They look at me and don´t care or they don´t look at all.
words by me -2016
Andrea ❤ Coco