i wann my aims not the dreams of oddsys..
but when mine eyes lock urs..
i too want dat fantasy...
i wann heat not the light from moon..
but when u say a word to me..
i stick to u like raccoon...
i wann the oceans never the shore..
but when u ask to sit aside....
why i open all of my doors...
i wann the entropy nor i wann magics..
but i ur tails..
why i end so tragic...
if ever ,ever i wann oddsys or
i wann moonlight, or the shore...n all ur
magic ..a thought of urs do it all for me off course...