May Queen - Poor Rich Ones

Breathe, open up, feel the flow

This friend, your means of locomotion

It’s easier to breathe in the evening

Who wants to know where I am?

Poor you who fell for me

It’s easier to breathe in the evening

He’s in your sleep

If you think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think, think

Breathe, I know you wish to

I can come if it will make it easier

It’s easier to breathe in the evening

He’s in your sleep

If you think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend

Think, think, think

It’s your new friend