Jun 17, 2005 00:20
Some kind of demon creeping,
dont worry dear I'm keeping,
the promise that we made in the rain,
it was raining almost every day,
we promised things would never change,
but they have, for the better, and we'r picking up the pace,
in my house, on the ground floor...
you said its time to close the door,
you pulled me close, nose to nose,
you said kiss me once, or better yet keep going,
cant figure out who was more desperate,
who's a better match than me...your best friend.
what would you be doing if we hadnt kissed?
maybe reflecting on all those chances you missed.
i guess all thos philosophers were wrong..
because it seems to me that the second time is the charm.
i know a place where can both get laced..
and take some time and learn about your face.