Danny Deckchair Page #7
Nothing at all.
Maybe Iceland.
Do you reckon
you could pitch a tent in Iceland?
- Yeah.
- It wouldn't be too icy?
Huh-uh, Greenland is icy.
Iceland is green.
- You're kidding?
- Nope.
I'm gonna paint me a rainbow.
Make all my wishes come true.
I'm gonna plant me a garden.
What about you?
I'm gonna throw my own party.
I'm gonna get a tattoo.
I'm gonna do all the wild things.
What about you?
What about you?
What about you?
Will you join me on my journey?
What about you?
See the faces on the street?
How they seldom smile.
But I won't let it bother me.
No misery.
It's not my style.
What about you?
What about you?
Will you join me
on my journey?
What about you?
What about you?
What about you?
Will you join me
on my journey?
What about you?
Will you join me
on my journey?
What about you?
It's a quarter to 4:00 now.
I wanna open the door now.
Just to watch you bathe
in the moonlight heaven.
We drank a lot of wine and...
And you spend the night and...
You said things
you've never said before.
Don't leave me lonely
for a minute.
My glass is full,
look, you're in it.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Don't breathe, don't run.
Stay a little longer.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Stay a little longer.
You terrify me.
Well, you terrify yourself.
But we fit so fine
and you smell so good.
That I just cannot
fight it, baby.
I knew this would happen.
So don't disappoint me now.
You did things
you never did before.
I'm not gonna think
it's the real thing.
But I kinda know
what you're feeling.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Don't leave me lonely
for a minute.
My glass is full,
look, you're in it.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Don't breathe, don't run.
Stay a little longer.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Stay a little longer.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine.
Don't breathe, don't run.
Won't you stay a little longer?
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here and you're mine.
Stay a little longer.
Don't blink, we're fine.
I'm here, you're mine,
don't breathe, don't run.
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