Black Bird

Was it a past life we met in, Perhaps we didn’t work in the last. Maybe we won’t work in this one, Maybe not even in the next.

Cover me with kisses, so it still feels like the first time.

Because wanting you is like learning to walk on a tightrope; Falling

So I remind myself, I am made of glass, made in heaven;  If only you could see a love like mine is hard to come by.

Though I am going to bed with the thought of you; tears on my pillow.

A moth drawn too wrongly to your light I can’t beat the feeling, a dangerous game

Like coming home for the holidays, Or the warmth of a lit hearth in a cottage buried in snow.

Four brick walls, will never let the light in,

Unlock the door,

Confide in me.

Most days I know I’ve over stayed my welcome. Most nights, I know my place.

I’ve been here before. I have known too people like you, Before, but never a person like you with heart like yours. Golden Boy And I was going to cancel.

Open hands; an open invitation to a banquet,

too much of a good thing.

I’ll keep the food warm in your absence, I’ll set the table for your return.

A candle is still just a candle; burning up No matter how long it’s lit,

We are paper dolls, and I’m scared we will burn

And not everything has to be made of something, But let’s make something whilst we still have light, let’s stay this way.

Let’s go to sleep with the radio on But now, music’s too sad without you,

Perhaps only you can slow down and dance with me

Call me yours, so we can call it a day Call me yours, just once. Call me, drunk, say hey

Ive met this moral too many times to believe it could have a happy ending, Life, what kind of fool do you take me for because I’m looking for an angel

Now I’m stuck between 2 hearts, Trying to find a balance someday between you possibly loving me and you probably never choosing me.

You choosing this,

Giving you up,