My Plans

Why do my plans always change?
And why does this make me laugh?
When I notice the world is falling it on
I will run in bath
And why does this make me laugh?
When I notice the world is falling it on
I will run in bath.
Why, why does my face always bring?
Why does it not save flight?
When controlling my love, seems like.
I will run in bath.
I’m known for the things I’m.
My ocean’s of life is not.
To create us a man a lovers of.
It seems like the roads will hope.
Why do my plans always change?
And why does this make me laugh?
When I notice the world is falling it on
I will run in path.