you quiver like a candle on fire
I’m putting you out
maybe tonight we could
be the last shout
but I’m fascinated by your style
your beauty will last for a while

you’re feeling instead of being
the more that I live
on the inside
there’s nothing to give
I’m infatuated by your moves
I’ve got to search hard for your clues

I want to repair your desire
and call it a gift
that I stole from just
wanting to live
now I see the vision through your eyes
your innocence no longer fuels

trying to outrun your fear
running to lose
heart on your sleeve and your
soul in your shoes
take a left
a sharp left
and another left
meet me on the corner
and we’ll start

badly drawn boy – once around the block

quando tutto era già successo e tutto doveva ancora succedere.