This drunken dream of red petals
and black satin ribbons
Has me bound like some grotesque gypsy
But I wouldn't trade it for the world
Hurry, Kiss me, By morning's light we'll be too gone
Did you mean what you didn't say?
Because I did.
Spontaneous falling melodic silence
Breaks the laughter
And it's a releif
I'm getting too intoxicated by your presence
Want another glass?
