Babes and Darlings

Babes and darlings kill me,
This friday night, what have you felt
Oh these four walls please don’t play with me, don’t play with me
Many time i’ve grown i need more time
I was young and old i had dreams and waves all over
And annjoline to clear this part
Mothers and fathers tell me, did i do good
When in times I grown
I need more time
I was young and old
I had thoughts /dreams
So many thoughts