A rose for affection
A thorn for the heart
Diamonds for rejection
A good place to start
You run in the night
I wait in the light
Six gears for pleasure
And a wheel to the lips
Champagne for sorrow
From broken glass we sip
You run in the night
I wait in the light
In shadows, darkness and I
Music plays a letter by the door
I hope it gives you more
Cashmere for weather
And wool for the eyes
A bed made of feathers
And a mask made of lies
You run in the night
I wait in the light
In shadows, darkness, and I
Music plays a letter by the door
I hope it gives you more
