Before you give that look a miss
Whenever days are full of bliss
Who knows, you may go down tomorrow
The space inside, is just too hollow
It needs to be filled in,
Oh don’t you grin, or smile
You might stay here for awhile
And maybe its your file
That will get through
And maybe its your eye
That’ll whisper…I love you
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
The day after we both meet
I’ll offer you a magic sweet
To tell you what’s inside is cruel
Although you know I am a fool
Your perfectly exquisite sin
Makes blood too thin, too fine
Leave now, or be forever mine
Before you give that look a miss
© Copyright: Амирарт, 2007
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