Henry Paroles

I can't think enough of you

Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder
Saying, “Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate minds that you've disrupted like beehives"

I just don't know what to do
I just don't know what to do
I just can't think enough of you
I can't think enough of you

I can't think enough of you
Henry I, I don't know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we'll write for one another
And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand

Should I overcome this?
Have I over sung this?
Could this be my big break?
Oh who knows for heavens sake?
I can't think enough of you
I can't think enough of you
Henry I , I just don't know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we'll write for one another
And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand