Where did our love go, you will never know. How did you get home, you will never know. Did you catch yourself in the mirror?. It's a sight I understand.
God's work is planned. I stand here with a man that talked to me so candidly. More than I'd choose. . My lips once rouged. I feel again the blues of longing, ever longing, to be confused.
You should be gone beast. . Be gone from me. . Be gone from my mind at least. . Let a little lady be. . I don't want you to want me. . Wouldn't want you to know.
He taps at my window. Willing that I let him in. I don't think I will though. My heart's taken, I won't tell him again. . Maybe I'll write him a story and.