Give me something meaningful without any daisies or scents. Give me pure air and a glass of water and a swarm of bees to fly in my hair. Cos I don't want anything to be like before; I want moments to last for a day more and be happy when the sun shines on a sea of leftovers. I want to know you as much as I know my mum. I want to be here with you, and if I have to run I'll do it in my high-heeled shoes. I'd like our own house tree and a love child with blue eyes. I'd see you every day at the office and I'd write cute I love you cards without doing my job. I'd panic over you and what you said. I'd read Shogun for you, oh yeah for you. Cos I want you to know – I can be smart, even though, I – I'm just pretty.
So give me something of you, that's all, that's the essence of my soul and I'll let you know that anything else is just Vogue magazines and toothbrushes. Whatever you feel right now, tell me, whatever you think – it's an issue for me.
I'd like to be a little girl for you.