I Don’t Want To Be Too Much Cleaver

Baby
I don’t want to be
Pricks on your way
Baby
I don’t want to be
Your rainy day

Sweetheart
I don’t want to be
Sand in your eyes
Sweetheart
I don’t want to be
Your fruitless tries

Honey
I don’t want to be
Too much cleaver
Honey
I don’t want to taste
Your sweet flavor