After all these crazy little things I’m here again
It ain’t that beautiful and kind but let’s pretend
Like we’re not over, time’s not up, it’s not the end
I’m the woman of your dream and you’re my man
The cruelest tale to meet the one that I was looking for
And crash by waves of learning he isn’t mine at all
To know this thorny way leads me nowhere
But try to walk it through obstacles anyway
I’m praying for black out erasing memories
Let them see two perfect strangers perfect dance
Let them hear two perfect strangers whisper names
Just for the first time burning in a carnal blaze
I smell the most familiar fragrance anew
Like when I saw I didn’t know that it was you
Strangers anew
© Copyright: Сергей Шнырин, 2012
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