he doesn't trust it-that ghost. my presence. or the elephant.
I promise you it's different this time
when I speak of a devotion
that would surpass my reputation
for courtesy charades
and schoolyard games
honey,honey,honey
I'll draw a map
ill write it down
I'd paint it out,the entire plan
I'de dig a hole so deep,and bury all my worst qualities
i've searched and searched and this golden thing
that beats,inside your sweater,inside your warm sheets
waits
and waits
and weeps.
In your diamond mind,
you could ( want)to love me
baby,don't you know i could be
your best or maybe your worst
potential quality.
Everything you speak to me makes me
sink
your earlobes to my ankles
i feel you
six thousand feet
It would take
by your side
it could be
the longest wait
the longest ride.
I ask him how this should be
if we were in a storybook
if we were on page 13
Look it up and we'll find a way
Look it up and we'll find a way
It would take
by your side
it could be
the longest wait
the longest ride.
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