YOURS. (cookies song)

I'm sure, Mr. Clock didn't got any battery
Now how can he go
Round and round with his beautiful gloved hands
I swear, still today I haven't seen em
Those hands moving on just a little bit
And time's just a joke for fools
That don't know you

Quiet, turns beautiful
Silence has never been so lovely
When time's just a place
Where I can go to show you all
My love

Well, Mrs ice... Wasn't that kind
When all you were thinking was a trip to Hawaii
I couldn't tie my shoes back then
While you aren't a MasterChef
I promise you one day we'll find cookies' plants
We'll grow em up, we'll lie under the leaves
Holding hands
But hands are only jokes for fools
That don't know us

Quiet, turns beautiful
Silence has never been so lovely
When time's just a place
Where I can go to show you all
My love
Falling gets easy
Getting up the same
And space is just a time of day
Where we can be and show us our
Love