domingo, 24 de janeiro de 2010

please do #73

I lost myself on a cool damp night, gave myself in that misty light, was hypnotized by a strange delight, under a lilac tree..

I made wine from the lilac tree, put my heart in its recipe, it makes me see what I want to see and be what I want to be.

When I think more than I want to think I do things I never should do, I drink much more than I ought to drink because it brings me back you...

Lilac wine is sweet and heady like my love. Lilac wine, I feel unsteady like my love.

Listen to me... I cannot see clearly, isn't that she coming to me nearly here?

Lilac wine is sweet and heady, where's my love? Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?

Listen to me, why is everything so hazy? Isn't that she or am I just going crazy, dear?

Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love.. feel unready for my love.