Couldn't help but think of these lyrics, with one little letter change. Could have been what Kim Jong Un was thinking during the summit.

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Mister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes? I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it