I wrote a song for you
don’t even need to try
the past is living, still you catch my eye
darling , the night is calling
been so long

and still I’m not forgetting

these ghosts are sentimental
leaving fingerprints on the alabaster wainscoting
is it too late to call you
and prevent disaster?

 

honey

lover
we still have so much time
left between us
so there’s no need to cry
put my pearls on
go out and paint the town
red as blood and passion

still I can’t wait til next time