It seems you are my old friend, since I was nine or ten together we have jumped in puddles made paper boats to float in our imagination's ocean, spent time in eachother's lap flipped pages of our life's book together with a cup of coffee, enjoyed waking up to your sound & dancing like your eye's twinkle leaving all the strings that bound and finally, settling on our utopia called home... For a better read : It seems you are my old friend, since I was nine or ten together we have jumped in puddles made paper boats to float in our imagination's ocean,