She dances like the sweetest melody
She burns like a bitter tragedy
Keeps you fooled with honest eyes
Among the shadows of the deepest lies
But you cry
And won't deny
Her love is your lullaby
A dream, awake, can't quite make
In perfect bliss your hands start to shake
Watching her move, her every gliding move
The moon and you
Watching her voice capture you
But you cry
And you won't deny
You life is in her eyes
Lust, not quite, love, not close
But her heart is what you long for most
By her side, it all seems alright
As the days begin to blend with the nights
But you cry
Every time
You can't deny
She's just a lie
Thursday, September 16, 2010
She's A Perfect Lie
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