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Itâs one drink for her paintings, itâs another for the sea
Then youâre shipwrecked in the beauty of her ambiguity
Thatâs how she plays her hand, you must grasp it twice
A dreamerâs fingers warm from throwing ice-cold dice
Street café overlooking the changing tide
She finds wisdom in the wine, loveâs a journey not a ride
Then youâre riding trains, knee touching knee
Night anchors in strange waters, itâs a dare to swim free
Your city is on fire, canât see where the line begins
Jesus took the lock off heavenâs door
Not sure your key fits in
She makes you think sheâs in control
She makes the neon dance and weave
The meaning of her words gets lost in the tempo of the way she breathes
You want it all but in the meanwhile
Youâre passing through the turnstile
On your way to the âDâ
Hello, goodbye, Iâll text you now and then
Weeks have gone by and we were closer than we should have been
Canât disconnect what you feel, itâs a quick death but itâs slow
Sometimes you canât hold on when you canât let go
Love knows how to wing it, then it learns how to fly
Thereâs a sadness when she brings it
Trapped and too personal to pry
Youâre waiting for love injected beneath your sleeve
So you can rid your blood of yearning for something too unreal to believe
You want it all but in the meanwhile
Youâre passing through the turnstile
On your way to the âDâ