People call me stupid, for treating you like a queen.

But I don't even worry, 'couse you're my unforseen.

And I hope that you'll be with me, if only in my dreams.

But here you are next to me, and you're glad, or so it seems.

And I don't know for sure, where this is going.

Still I hope for more, and more.

'Couse who would know that you would treat me like a boy,

and I treat you like a girl, in this funny little world.

Don't promise me forever, just love me day by day.

rybak-tokig right now...

till dig:)