Innocent bullshit
I see what you tryna pull
Warm but not in love.
Yeah she’s just a tease
Oh the moon under water
Completely at ease
Oh he’s a poor son.
With a sexy little thing
He is so in love.
Waiting I gaze longingly
Beseeching the stars align
My heart sought yours doggedly
But to whom may I opine?
Spoken word pure happiness
Love and light is your domain
The stars may yet acquiesce
know our love will yet remain
Your beauty haunts breathlessly
Your soul is mine for baiting
Spirits live on deathlessly
But for the moment, Waiting.
I feel close, maybe
I hear your voice on the phone
No longer alone.
Heaven knows what’s real
I’m tryna make up my mind
It’s just how I feel
Please tell me what’s real
So can I call you tonight?
Because I wouldn’t know.
We don’t have to know
Well they’re hoping and faking
Anyone at all
We don’t have to go
I just wanna call your name
Anywhere at all
Is that cool with you?
That I wanna call your name
Is that news to you?
Gifted we were blamelessly;
With something pure and nascent,
To be and love shamelessly,
A promise to be patient.
To hold you close forgetting,
A fire lit aeons ago,
All others left regretting,
In our hearts remains to glow.
Look upon this glowering,
It doesn’t change our fated,
Upon the moors flowering,
Not given away, gifted.
I’ve been waiting for…
The right time to let you know
Been looking for you
Oh all of my life
Like walking on a landslide
Let me take you down
Don’t even know you
Don’t care if you aint my type
Get you outta my…
Wandering at night
Rabid days, get delighted
There’s no food, no light
You don’t know me so
I keep looking at the crowd
Looking at the light.
You give me goosebumps
And I see you in the dark
And I’m on fire.
Can’t help it with you
When light comes into the room
Stubborn hearted blue
Can’t hide it from you
nothing like the way you move
I can’t wait for you
Admire all of you
Can’t stop disco getting through
But fire burns me too.
It’s so pathetic
I know, but it was so real
My heart was all yours
Could’ve been something.
We could’ve gone to prague or…
Anywhere with you.
So predictable
Now you never think of me
And I’m just adrift.
Darkly Dreaming Demographic. 
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