Inquisitive and thoughtful, she was the challenge he'd been waiting for; a reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets. Dark eyed dreamers; they were a dangerous pair, Q next to U scribbled out on paper... They stop / They go / They're done.
Go back to the place we knew before / retrace our steps to the basement door, I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile, Like so much time that we spent in the fall / it put color in our cheeks while the air turned cold, Preceding what became our bitter end.
Round in circles -- lets start over, Round in circles -- lets start over.
Unanswered questions would be the only thing to stop them now... He was the poet while she was the muse, but she had a pen that she knew how to use, with a touch of redemption, a hint of elation; a recipe for disaster.
Go back to the place we knew before / retrace our steps to the basement door, I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile, Like so much time that we spent in the fall / it put color in our cheeks while the air turned cold, Preceding what became our bitter end.
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Inquisitive and thoughtful, she was the challenge he'd been waiting for; a reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets. Dark eyed dreamers; they were a dangerous pair, Q next to U scribbled out on paper... They stop / They go / They're done.
Go back to the place we knew before / retrace our steps to the basement door, I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile, Like so much time that we spent in the fall / it put color in our cheeks while the air turned cold, Preceding what became our bitter end.
Round in circles -- lets start over, Round in circles -- lets start over.
Unanswered questions would be the only thing to stop them now... He was the poet while she was the muse, but she had a pen that she knew how to use, with a touch of redemption, a hint of elation; a recipe for disaster.
Go back to the place we knew before / retrace our steps to the basement door, I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile, Like so much time that we spent in the fall / it put color in our cheeks while the air turned cold, Preceding what became our bitter end.
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