Parallel Horizontal
Make up is staining the pillow
I move close closer still and
Still the dream never shifts
A long gone love never threatening
Or I would be letting him
Tug t-shirt and lift
He's crazy and hazy
Off in a daze, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
My head in such such a muddle
Wanting so much to cuddle
Up like cutlery
Two spoons cupped close close together
Listening out at the weather
Hot and buttery
He's toothy and goofy
Acting aloof, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
I move to touch his open hand
I wonder if he'll understand
Parallel horizontal
He turns away upon his side
Has our affection run so dry
Parallel horizontal
Make up is staining the pillow
I move close closer still and
Still the dream never shifts
A long gone love never threatening
Or I would be letting him
Tug t-shirt and lift
Lucidly elusive
Sometimes abtruse, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
Doo doo doo . . .
Parallel Horizontal . . .
Parallel . . .
I move close closer still and
Still the dream never shifts
A long gone love never threatening
Or I would be letting him
Tug t-shirt and lift
He's crazy and hazy
Off in a daze, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
My head in such such a muddle
Wanting so much to cuddle
Up like cutlery
Two spoons cupped close close together
Listening out at the weather
Hot and buttery
He's toothy and goofy
Acting aloof, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
I move to touch his open hand
I wonder if he'll understand
Parallel horizontal
He turns away upon his side
Has our affection run so dry
Parallel horizontal
Make up is staining the pillow
I move close closer still and
Still the dream never shifts
A long gone love never threatening
Or I would be letting him
Tug t-shirt and lift
Lucidly elusive
Sometimes abtruse, it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
But inside I'm shouting
What's it about this time?
Doo doo doo . . .
Parallel Horizontal . . .
Parallel . . .
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Writer(s): Amelia Fletcher
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