Beat:
Jae Keeps - Back Again
Topic:
She was used to the latest nights,
She would walk those streets, either rain or shine,
But not too many see the pain in her eyes,
They exacerbate the wound, taking her life...
...The streets seem flooded again,
She looks up, and see means coming with friends,
She can't say no, it ain't worth the outfit,
She would step right back if the world allowed it,
But the axis spins on a vicious habit,
She hasta sin to live, it's madness,
But on nights like these, she likes to dream,
The light's distorted rays, rain wipes her clean,
She wonders, she's sure she wasn't meant to be poor,
Watching colors distort, she hears the melody's chords,
And though, she's taking them somewhere alone,
She can't help but feel in touch with her soul,
Every hue of blue, from the movie theater,
Shows her, her youth, it drew a mirror,
As she stands, and sees herself in the puddle,
She begins to change, though it's ever so suddle...
...She just wanted to fly,
She lost her wings, she was caught in a lie,
Cuz awful things had gone on in her life,
And it's hard to cope when you're alone and you're broke and your heart's on the line,
But Marco Polo could get lost in her eyes,
And there's much more to her, we're starting to find,
She's only just flesh part of the time,
The rest, she's the best kind of star in the sky...
...She decides to walk the steps, not on the clock,
Tonight, it's too calm to job,
The rain is a drizzle and a rhythm appears,
She see's heaven, and feels it in her ears,
The "Little Old Kitchen" catches her eyes,
Through the lines of water from her umbrella, she glides,
Inside the restaurant, she sits at the bar,
Where a gentleman see what's within her heart,
He had always wanted to visit a star,
And the light in her eyes was visibly sharp,
He approached her, masked his own
nerves, casted spoke words, asked why she sat alone,
She was shy this time almost caught off gaurd,
That a guy would be kind, would be soft, not harsh,
She replied with a smile, you could see the rays,
When she said, "I'm alone, but you can be my date,"
...She just wanted to fly,
She lost her wings, she was caught in a lie,
Cuz awful things had gone on in her life,
And it's hard to cope when you're alone and you're broke and your heart's on the line,
But Marco Polo could get lost in her eyes,
And there's much more to her, we're starting to find,
She's only just flesh part of the time,
The rest, she's the best kind of star in the sky...
Now they walk the streets, as if by planned design,
Nothing could seperate the hands entwined,
The mingling fingers are soul seams,
When they split, you can hears the heavens scream, "Hold me,"
Old griefs are gone, they fairly smashed 'em,
Now she has help to bear the baggage,
Things are so different, yet still the same,
The rain still falls, but she doesn't feel the pain,
She doesn't need moments to steal away,
And she counts on more than one small meal a day,
The water bleeds light, the lovers stare,
On through the rain at the love they share,
She feels at peace, she looks at the shops,
Knowing their love was something that couldn't be stopped,
She spent most her life, wondering who,
No more, now her umbrella is covering two...
...She just wanted to fly,
She lost her wings, she was caught in a lie,
Cuz awful things had gone on in her life,
And it's hard to cope when you're alone and you're broke and your heart's on the line,
But Marco Polo could get lost in her eyes,
And there's much more to her, we're starting to find,
She was only just flesh part of the time,
The rest, she's the best kind of star in the sky...
Happy Valentines Day peoples...