I thought it was chance to meet you
When I was feeling kinda blue
You didn’t want the bother
It felt too good to be true
You countered my imbalance
I filled a sullen void
And all along I didn’t care
If I was just your toy
I wasn’t looking for a good thing
You were looking for some fun
But a good thing came and found us
And our thing came undone
Too good to be true
What am I to you?
Too pure to screw it
This will never do
Ashes in the darkness
Run against the flow
Call me when you want me
You say before you go
It’s a modest understanding,
The accidental fling,
When need becomes a triumph
Of petty little things
We circle one another,
A testing sweet embrace
But journeys end alone
And somehow out of place
Too good to be true,
What am I to you?
Too caught up to notice
That nice will never do
Cigarettes in the darkness,
Bodies everywhere
Put aside the feeling,
Put aside the care.
Too much left to do,
One and one make two,
But if if they never add right,
Then what am I to do?
Haunting scents in passing,
Quick to say goodbye,
Weeks go by and then some,
Strangers you and I…
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