Sweet can it guess to figure as a forty minute ride. You drive it and I’ll spend it looking out my window. Sweet sound the door the shadows painted and the light he saw. The way I’m seeing now so clear like diamonds on the water. A medal with me and you’ll meddle with yourself. For there is a higher wealth. Love them like a millionaire. Medals on your prominition rags. You just need to know yourself. And love them like a millionaire. Her faded glamour out of season as the ages pass. Desperate for inspiration as the months run down like rain. Sweet sound the door I stood outside your door. And saw the light out shinging in the summer like the way the light shines out the water. A medal with me and you’ll meddle with yourself. For there is a higher wealth. Love them like a millionaire. Medals on your prominition rags. You just need to know yourself. And love them like a millionaire. Like a lover like a lover like a lover. A medal with me and you’ll meddle with yourself. For there is a higher wealth. Love them like a millionaire. Medals on your prominition rags. You just need to know yourself. And love them like a millionaire. Like a millionaire