Stay and fill me up with something else
You´re all that´s left and I´ll be
Picking up the pieces of our past
Like broken glass
Affection ruptures lonely nights
But I´ve always been the last in line
For romance
Captive among lonely hearts
Are all we are
Captive behind broken hearts
Are all we are
So lovely can I stay the night
And baby if I said that I´ll be back tomorrow
This might be a bit shy from the truth
As lonely as the days that we begin to follow
Somehow we become those walls we build
Somehow we lose the urge to feel
Somehow I´ve become the lesser man
We become products of ourselves
Slave to despair
Despair to aspire
A real lovers love
The profound beating of this chest
A poetic type of touch
That reminds us who we are
The feeling, the rhyming rhythm
Recalling wounded thoughts
Still seeming a little tempted
To set these sheets aflame
As your eyes close
He finds that it´s worth more
As he´s slipping out the back door