Calling tears from deep inside,
oh, you're so exquisite.
And in the mirror, all midnight eyes.
Oh, if I could remain,
but it's just a visit.
All midnight eyes read “vacancy.”
Twisted, twisting.
To the lovely dancing lights, I begged,
“May I cut in?” but they never stopped
playing “their songs.”
of a joyous song they sing,
I've heard whispers.
On a freezing note,
I resonate.
Just like romantic verses,
just like a joyous end,
just like a memory,
it twists me.
You land as lightly as the new snow,
Cinematic,
onto the melting boy and melt away.
You light as gently, you're so
Cinematic.
Bathed in your radiance, I melt.
In the glitter, in the dark,
sunk into velvet praying this will never end.
In the shadow of a star, in static pallor,
I realized I never began.
All the colors upon leaving will turn to gray.
