Paradise

Please don’t clean my room,
No please don’t
I find paradise in here,
Its clean you see,
The floor is clean and so are the windows
Run you fingers with a white glove on,
You won’t find a dot I bet.
But please don’t clean my room
I find mountains and moonlight here,
It’s arranged you see,
Everything I want to find is right under the stack
It’s never too difficult.
It’s my own masterpiece,
Arranged for my convenience,
Oh I know you don’t like it,
And I know you think it’s a mess
And I know you want to clean it up,
But love, I’ll never be able to love you after that.
Let it the way it is,
I find honeymoon in here,
Oh please don’t clean my room honey,
I’ll lose my homework again.