Tuesday, October 23, 2012

night light

The top floor of this building holds the prettiest of views
If I could shine and sparkle like these city lights for you
The bright of night is heating up and you, your suit and tie
My silver dress reflects the silver star inside your eye

Your shoulders sit at midnight and your hands bid time be still
To be with you, to be with me, forever on a thrill

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