The Last Enchantment
Friday, March 02, 2007
It Was Late Last Night , I Was Feeling Something Wasn't Right...
Only the very young and the very beautiful can be so aloof
Hanging out with the boys, all swagger and poise
I don't even care what other people are there
I just stare and stare and stare
I see your shadow in the swimming pool
I see your face in the shaving mirror
Time and time and time again
I follow your footsteps so quietly up the backstairs
And I hope and I pray you're never going to find me there
Smooth skin and tenderness long ago on a dark night
Wish I could see you once again just to remember it was true
I want to be still beside you - quiet and still beside you
Listening to your breathing and feeling your warmth again
War baby - you were a
War baby - this means
War baby - I'm scared, so scared
Of whatever it is you keep putting me through
3 Comments:
She's in Dorset. Email me if you want me to pass on a message.
M.
That's a creepy picture. It's painful to look at but I am keep being drawn back to it. I'm sick. STFU Tam.
Tate,
Yes - it has the same effect on me which is what it's doing there.
Obviously it (sort of) goes with the words too which also have an effect on me as does a certain person who has an effect on me and we'll stop right there before I dig myself into an enormous hole that I can't get out of.
M.
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