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
surprise

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
again

badly drawn boy – once around the block

quando tutto era già successo e tutto doveva ancora succedere.