Fascination

I should call you I know you're home
Even though I'm not alone
It's true
I am subject to
A fascination

I don't want the things I have
Trade them all for a photograph
Of you
I am subject to
A fascination

There isn't room enough inside your house
For all the madness that I bring
I'll find a store where I can buy new clothes
So I can throw out everything

I get tired of being warm
I'd rather sail into a storm
With you
Let the clouds shine through
It's fascination

I never read a book the way it's bound
I'm done with reason, sense and rhyme
I'd rather throw the pages in the air
And see upon the once in time

Turn the normal into strange
Let assumptions rearrange
Into
A lie that's true
It's fascination
It's fascination
It's fascination
It's fascination



Credits
Writer(s): Will Hines
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