mom
Baby, words cannot explain everything………
I need it in the morning and middle of the night………
You know what I want………
I will fly even higher than before…..
Define me…………
I want to hear your voice………
It’s something we couldn’t notice before………
Press it…………..
Comin’ like a hurricane, I take it in real slow………
Don’t you underestimate me………
Hikaru Enimo 