Breathe only for melodramatic reasons.
I imagine your chest; rising, falling,
Over and over
Over the moon.
(spread)
My wings and fly and fly
Far from here.
What's that you say?
Evaluate my love, they do.
They think,
"She hasn't changed a bit,
She can't change...never ever."
One creature of habit I shall remain,
So I spread my wings.
Black as night,
Real as you,
Thin as August ice.
Will I, can I, no I really shouldn't
Be in love
(but I am)
You're as amazing now as you were...
When was it?
Years ago, so I
Spread these forbidden things,
Open my forbidden wings
And fly and fly
To you. |