Let's Have Toast, Unlimited Tea

There is a time and a place and a beautiful state of being and there is toast and there is tea and there will be mornings, you and me, there will be stars and bumpy roads and loads of miss like a sponge soaking up bits of me and rinsing them out onto a canvas of sex appeal there will be late nights and late morning and nights and sleeps and there will be beautiful things, you might begin to feel what I feel there will be kisses and books and reading aloud there will be pens and trips and cake and beer and plenty of dreams and closeness and there will be many cheers, we'll be alright in an atmosphere of such glorious appeal, together.