Average Mammals Small Talks
Small talks, it felt deep and moving
Well it moved me
And I can't speak for you
Moments without, I tend to lose direction
The cold, I can't wait for the melt
I want to endure, I wanna thrive
With you my dear with you by my side
I fear that you will grow tired
And my charm will no longer be admired
Come on, can I come along
Small talk, it gets weak and loses what it means
When action it drowns out the words
Moments of doubt, I become disconnected
The hold it's to great to dwell
I know that your busy
I know that you've got a lot to do
I want to be busy with you
