I could
go crazy on a night like tonight
When
summer's beginning to give up her fight
And
every thought's a possiblility
And
the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why
do you spend this time with me
Maybe
an equal mystery
So what
is love then is it dictated or chosen (handed down and made by hand)
Does
it sing like the hymms of a thousand years
Or is
it just pop emotion (handed down and made by hand)
And
if it ever was there and it left
Does
it mean it was never true
And
to exist it must elude
Is that
why I think these things of you?
I could
go crazy on a night like tonight
When
summer's beginning to give up her fight
And
every thought's a possiblility
And
the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why
do you spend this time with me
Maybe
an equal mystery
But you
like the taste of danger
It shines
like sugar on your lips
And
you like to stand in the line of fire
Just
to show you can shoot straight from your hip
There
must be a thousand things you would die for
I can
hardly think of two
But
not everything is better spoken aloud
Not
when I'm talking to you
Oh the
pirate gets the ship and the girl tonight
Breaks
a bottle to Christen her
Basking
in the exploits of her thief
She's
a very good listener
Maybe
that's all that we need is to meet in the middle of impossibility
We're
standing at opposite poles equal partners in a mystery
We're
standing at opposite poles equal partners in a mystery
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