Are you my lady, are you?. . If I don't make it back from the city. Then it is only because I am drawn away. For you see. Evidently there's a dark storm come.
It doesn't matter where you are. Someone is there with you, I fear. It doesn't matter where you are. I can't complain. Ignore the stain. Christmas day is over.
Her voice is beyond her years. She's trying to move you. She did not know where to go. And soon it was dark. If I could look you in the eyes. If I could look you in the eyes.
Opens up her blouse to the cool night. With no shaking of time. Because she has in mind. A dark design. Now I'm a so-called cube. Speaking out, she said to me.
There's a shooting star. Can you tell me. How I'm supposed to screw this up?. Add my tremolo. Likes to shine on yours and mine. All my emptiness. Is confined in metric rhyme.