::: But Not :::
May. 7th, 2008 02:31 pmI wanted to write you a love song
but someone else had already used
all the words I'd wanted to say
well, that wasn't nice of them, was it?
the dream of a flower nuzzles your ear
and you echo its tranquillity
if only I could be so pale
but I am no fragile thing to break
just because I give my voices names
doesn't mean that I'm any less mad
but I would give you even that
and whisper it for your heart
but someone else had already used
all the words I'd wanted to say
well, that wasn't nice of them, was it?
the dream of a flower nuzzles your ear
and you echo its tranquillity
if only I could be so pale
but I am no fragile thing to break
just because I give my voices names
doesn't mean that I'm any less mad
but I would give you even that
and whisper it for your heart