I know every cynic in love
Thinks I’m foolish and young
And young and foolish
But I don’t need any convincing
To do this
It’s useless
Trying to get me to stop
Just fruitless
Cos even if I’m clueless
I’m going bollox deep
And enjoying myself
Cos this has been years
Of a trying hell
Lying to melt
And just buying to sell
I put on every size
But none fit well
Until I prized your soft shell
And draped it over like lapels
I wore you as a body warmer
And indeed did I heat
Like all the rage
Just evaporated out from my feet
Fed into the earth
Turned magic
Then looped back into me
Right through the third eye
Scrubbed clean my grime
And for the first time
I could finally see
See that to pine is to need
But with desperation comes greed
Every tear you use to water those seeds
Turns the flowerbeds to seas
And I’d been planted with something gruesome
But everytime you pick a pore
I seem to lose them
I will never fall in love again
And that’s not me becoming the cynic
That’s me knowing this is it
This is the final time I’ll get butterflies
Final time I’ll get honeymooned
Final time I’ll shut my eyes
And admit I think it’s love
Final time because the first
Has been enough
I need no more than your simple touch
Than your clever tongue
Twisting random rhyme
And harmless blood
I don’t mean to shout at you
Tell you what to do
I’m just passionate when I care
But my brutality ain’t fair
You’re not a pen on paper
Or political statement
And I have been a nightmare
Let me have your forever
Give me my share
Because I’ll stay young and foolish
And foolish and young
Till the day I die
If you’re there.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 