Palm Trees
I probably don't say enough
About the hand at matter
I'm a hopeless romantic
Only on the weekends
And I
I don't deep it
Know you
You don't deep it
All this energy occasionally...
And if there's something there
Then you
Won't make the move
I'm busy
Counting hairs
That stand up
When we give it some
A blue moon's out so coy
But I surrender when you
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Shining a light
On you
My dear
Kaleidoscope
So bright
We're back in
With waves
Above our shoulders but I
I don't deep it no you
You don't deep it
Fall into one another's gravity
And if there's something there
I'll leave it up to fate
You're busy
Holding stares
Of others who can't look away
That blue moon's out
So coy
Melt every moment that you
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Slow burn
Something is there
Adorable and open
Your turn
My defence are low
My armour's in London
Will we learn
We play it so damn cool
But everybody's talking bout a
Blue moon baby
Come a little closer darling
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo of what could be
I'll lap it up til you desert me
Return me
About the hand at matter
I'm a hopeless romantic
Only on the weekends
And I
I don't deep it
Know you
You don't deep it
All this energy occasionally...
And if there's something there
Then you
Won't make the move
I'm busy
Counting hairs
That stand up
When we give it some
A blue moon's out so coy
But I surrender when you
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Shining a light
On you
My dear
Kaleidoscope
So bright
We're back in
With waves
Above our shoulders but I
I don't deep it no you
You don't deep it
Fall into one another's gravity
And if there's something there
I'll leave it up to fate
You're busy
Holding stares
Of others who can't look away
That blue moon's out
So coy
Melt every moment that you
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Slow burn
Something is there
Adorable and open
Your turn
My defence are low
My armour's in London
Will we learn
We play it so damn cool
But everybody's talking bout a
Blue moon baby
Come a little closer darling
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo
Of what could be
I'll lap it up
Til you desert me
Return me
Hold me
Lets un fold under a palm tree
Feel the echo of what could be
I'll lap it up til you desert me
Return me
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