Lights

Won't you come on over
Come on over now
I'm ready for your love to pull me under
Come and see the ceiling
Come and look at the walls
I'm ready for your love to pull me in
And the lights are moving
Across your clothes
You're all skyblue
And your legs are naked
But I wish you could
Confide in me
In your lonely ways

Come and fill up this room
With your rattling words
I'm ready for your love to make my head spin
When you laugh out loud
And you touch my arm
I'm ready for your love to wreck my home
And the light is falling
Upon your jacket
And the smoke you blow
Shines like a screen above your head
And shows a little girl you thought was dead



Credits
Writer(s): Reuben John Wayne Bullock
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