City parks are depressing as hell
No sunrise and no sunset
And gray skin like the hue of rotting meat
That is cooking itself in the heat of its disease
I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride
Still I wish that you would hold me in
Still I wish that you would hold me in
Frozen hearts like cubes of ice
Evaporate
A flock of pigeons taking flight
Attraction
He asked me,
Is love a choice? Or does it just happen?
I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride
Still I wish that you would hold me in
Still I wish that you would hold me in
We could sit and do subtraction
Drawing each other sketches on cocktail napkins
But then you will notice that I have vandalized the signs
Then you won't want me around
You won't want me on yr mind
And I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride
Still I wish that you would hold me in
I still wish that you would hold me in

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