Strange
Strange…all weird…
I had my head all lost in the woods,
Those in the moon.
Wasn’t it rare I don’t remember your face
But crave for tha’ skin?
How suddenly I am, squeezing my memories,
To think in your eyes.
Ice is what should be,
Deep inside of my heart
When it skips,
One or two beats.
For I recall your hands into mine.
The thumb with the ring
Pinching my cheek,
In awe for a smile.
Ice is what should be,
Deep inside of my heart
When it skips,
One or two beats.
Don’t know if I hated or loved you at first sight,
But this warm is to melt what remains frozen my dear…..
Even if lil’ by lil’
For it ain’t one, such a heat,
It’s not a passion you see…
Tender…coiling up.
You didn’t know…
I wouldn’t have even thought
Come my tough cookie,
Give it your all
Ice is what should be,
Deep inside of my heart
When it skips,
One or two beats.
For I recall your hands into mine.
Lovely, lovely chips of reason
May fall…
My heart skips
One or two beats
If I dream those hands into mine