Speak with Me - Love-Sadkid, Garrett., Garrett

When I fall into your voice I’m in a world of my own

Every syllable a lullaby that makes me feel home

And I can think apart of meaning in every difference of tone

It’s like the Midas touched vocal cords of Mona Lisa

And you’re so hot that you can heat up while you’re in a freezer

The temperature changes when you walk in the room

And I admit my poetry is shallow compared to the way that you move

I just use my words and hope I don’t lose

It’s a competition, me versus the opposition optin' to check my optics then

choosing to go on and get it

Iron in my blood as much as love up in the words I’m spitting

Iron out the kinks to perfect the songs about you that I’m giving out to the

world.

And I’ll sing it proud

Like I’m singing in the rain, or I’m a wild child

Life ain’t a musical but it’s a sweet soundtrack with you

And the color scheme just lightens up everytime that I kiss you

And it’s different kind of bliss, something indescribable

By words I pen, and it’s only seen by spending time with you

From every sentence that leaves your lips in a leap into the abyss It’s

something different and I listen.

It’s what I like to do and to say it’s a sour

truth that I would face a pouting boo

If I would ever sound aloof when asked about the drowning truth

Of words you use to deliver what you mean to me and others

I would hide behind recordings of my love for you as cover

It' something beautiful to hear you talk about anything

So I hope you are content with just staying to speak with me