this is the way I express to you
my relationship with time and energy and time
and the way she dances gracefully around my
It starts with a happy thought
which blooms into something
something so perfect
something so strange
I can't stop feeling for that boy outside the love of his life's window in the movies
hes got 24 rocks
its 3 o clock in the morning
each one knowing they were created for this very moment
to collide with that girls window
' WE WANT YOU. WE NEED YOU. YOU YOU YOU'
And she comes to the window in a cliche night gown
AND THE AUDIENCE WAITS...
will she frown at him and climb back into bed....
will she close her curtains?!
Or will she smile
leaving us sick to our stomachs
than appear through the front door
And we breathe out of relief.
sometimes I feel like a silly rock.