Glass

The way you moved
Was a little too right for me
Last night
But the light of the day
Is a little too bright for me
Right now
I wish that I could freeze these inky nights
And turn them to, turn 'em to, turn them to glass
Then you could be my last
Then you could be my

Ode on a Grecian urn
A statue I can own to worship your anatomy
And you'll be the altar on which I burn
A creature I can hold and add to my menagerie
Love made of glass
So we can outlast

The words you said spun a perfect little melody
Last night
But the morning birds sing a different reality
Right now

I wish that I could freeze those inky nights
And turn them to, turn 'em to, turn them to glass
Then you could be my last
Then you could be my

Ode on a Grecian urn
A statue I can own to worship your anatomy
And you'll be the altar on which I burn
A creature I can hold and add to my menagerie
Love made of glass
So we can outlast

The way you moved
Was a little too right for me
Last night



Credits
Writer(s): Crystal Jadczak
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