Describe The Touch, No It¡¯s The Thought

It¡¯s Warm And Yellow And Has A Ruffle

It¡¯s Warm And Yellow And...

He¡¯s So Quiet I Forgot He¡¯s There

And I Think Here I Am.

¡°oh Alice, Come Back He¡¯s Just A Kitten...

He¡¯s Just A Kitten¡±

A Thousand Leaves For Your Disguise Fall On

The Sky And Looking Up From Down Is A Sea To

Realize The Leaves Are Falling Up And Down

Up And Round.

And This Is From My Heart To You

A Crazy Wind Will Stir Me Too And Contre De La

Sexisme

I Am With You.