15 acessos
There's glass in the park,
Darling, I can't help but keep making appointments,
To sweep beneath the climbing frame.
If the sun's in your eyes,
I'll tighten your blindfold, baby.
Don't worry your foot won't get cut,
Strut carelessly.
And when you say that you need me tonight,
I can't keep my feelings in disguise,
The white parts of my eyeballs illuminate.
And I'll wait for you,
As if I'm waiting for a storm to stop.
I've heard them talking,
About how I'm gonna put you off
There's glass in the park,
And now that I'm up off my knees,
I've picked up the speed,
To jump your palisades.
And I shoot through the night,
And suddenly all those once lost concoction's froth,
And chase the day away.
When you say that you need me tonight,
I can't keep my feelings in disguise,
The white part of my eyeballs illuminate.
And i'll wait for you,
As if i'm waiting for the storm to stop.
I've heard them talking,
About how i'm gonna put you off.
You tell me, how can i put you off, when you're a matter of urgency?
I've got a million things that i need to do, but they're all secondary.
Make sure you're not followed,
And meet me by the death balloon.
Paraselene woman, i'm your man on the moon,
And like a grain of diamond dust, you float,
And my devotion's outer, crust... cracks.