#talinger

A catastrophe

They take their shots, but we're bulletproof I know places And you know for me it's always you In the dead of night, you're eyes so green

“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.”

I grab your hand and then we run to the car Singing in the street and playing air guitar Stuck between my teeth just like a candy bar And I wonder if it goes too far to say I've never recognized a purer face You stopped me in my tracks and put me right in my place Used to think that loving meant a painful chase But you're right here now and I think you'll stay Oh, we're dancin' in my living room, and up come my fists And I say I'm only playing, but the truth is this I've never seen a mouth that I would kill to kiss And I'm terrified, but the truth is this I say Beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I know That beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong And I hope, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms And I think it's finally, finally, finally, finally, finally safe For me to fall