Please try and tell me
where you come from
I’m thinking at the top of my brains
There ain’t no shuffle in your steps
& tomorrow you may see
that it’s the same
& you may never think of what you do
Upon there ain’t nothing to see
When there is nothing to believe in
There is nowhere else I’d rather be
Love on top of your heart,
think on top of your brain
There’s nothing to be nasty about
And if you find a safer harbour
Then I will gladly see you out..
I put my arms around a stranger
Hoping you will come back in
But your eyes are staring past me
And your smile is just a grin
Is there love I can return to?
Are you somebody who cares?
Where is your reset button?
Maybe I lose you
because you are scared…
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