Testo I’m Carrying

By dawns first light, I’ll come back to your room again with my carnation hidden by the packages. I’m carrying something, I’m carrying something for you. A long time, no see, baby, sure has been a while and if my reappearance lacks a sense of style, I’m carrying, something, I’m carrying something for you. I’m carrying, can't help it, aha, I’m carrying something for you. I’m carrying, oo, something, oo, I’m carrying something for you.