I don’t wanna say it if I don’t mean it at all (don’t go)
I don’t know the meaning of my frequent late night calls (I’m don’t wanna leave you tonight)
My voice is the fire in this mid-September scene
My words are the ash upon the swift and silent breeze
I could make you a promise
But I say words to feel their beauty on my lips
To feel your beauty on my lips
So I will hold my tongue
But you say words will turn to stone on your kiss
I turn to stone when we kiss
I will speak in circles till I finally find my place (don’t stay)
You’ll fight with every riddle as you play my waiting game (I’m not even sure I was right)
Look into the fire and maybe you’ll see what I mean
The more it burns, the more it warms the spaces in between
What will you do when I come tumbling down from your midnight skies?
A kiss is a kiss, it goes something like this
But babe, what lies behind these lips slips from the strongest of ties (the longest of lies)
Still I seal my indecision with your fingers on my wrist

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