Here we go. Not long ago, when you walk on the sidewalk, cuz you are the peace of me. I wish I didn’t need, she said, realize me still fine and I don’t know why you are dancing green. If we don’t understand, listen to the radio first, little feather. We should stick together. And I said, never think I wasn’t better alone. I can change the weather. Might not be forever. So give me all in love. Give me something a dream about.