In my cloud of rose-red smoke
In my face, and not in my mind
I would, I would.
If you told me to tell you
My reasons of crying
Your eyes looking at me, and not my mind
I would, I would.
If you begged me to sing
you to sleep
Your voice whispering to me, and not mine
I would, I would.
I would do everything that propriety
Lets me, was it from you
But as long as I imagine my life
And live the one I should be thinking of
There's nothing to hold on to.
I would, if you let me.
Would you, if you knew?
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