I reached I saw,
but I was late.
They ain't your hazel eyes,
They're barbiturate.
I don believe in magic,
Still can't you hear the ringing bells.
Lost in the awe of ur love,
I forgot ur waiting for someone else.
Crying in his arms,
I know you need some help.
Come and fire the love with me,
And you'll be more like yourself.
Your smile is shallow,
At night I know you quietly weep.
You lie but I still know,
Am the last person you talk to before you sleep.
It goes left it goes right,
It's all random it flies like a dove.
So go left go right,
Jump the bridge and catch the paper plane of my love.
