Tuesday, April 17, 2007
it's not
well people are tricky,
you can't afford to show,
anything risky, anything they don't know
the moment you try, well kiss it goodbye
so baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator
and let me fall into the dream of the astrounaut
where i get lost in space that goes on forever
and you make all the rest just an after thought
and i believe it's you who could make it better
but it's not - no it's not
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