I have my favorite shadows
Ghosts and other courts bizarre
Sometimes I believe I’m your mistress
Sometimes you are dying in my arms
You visit when I am listening to the earth turn
You ask me if I know your name
I can smell the sweetness of the silence
I wonder if you lips taste quite the same
I love, I love bigger than I had planned
Oh I love, I love a stranger a lonely man
Can I have a picture of your calm face
You can have the space behind my eyes
When we finally meet to drink some tea
I somehow know it won’t be a surprise
Oh Love, oh Love, it’s silly, its juvenile
I love, I love a quiet but a dead man’s smile
Oh love, it’s silly it’s juvenile
I love I love, a quiet, a dead man’s smile
Oh love, Oh love, bigger than I had planned
I love, I love, a stranger, a lonely man.
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