When it gets dark*
The mosquitoes eat away at us
It's not too late for us
When it gets dark
Queasy feelings lie in wait for us
My mother prays for us
And when it cools down we'll feel much better.
One of the best friends i've ever had
He has a very very small brain
I could hold it in the palm of my hand
Even so even so
I know i know
He understands.
No one understands why kittens purr
or why people cry
no one understands why
no one understands
no one understands
no one understands
no one understands
no one understands
no one understands why.