Time Warps And Various Other Spatial Anomalies
Luna De Amor
by Benjamin Ackerman
I step from off my cloud, and take my tophat off
I wonder where you are, as I wish upon a star
and as I gaze into your eyes,
can you see that I'm surprised?
I grab my mask as we leave the door
with haste, we depart
your attention I need to hold, as the calendar grows old
and as we enter the doors open wide,
and your eyes they come alive
if you keep doing what you do....
I could fall for you
The heat, it holds us down as we dance upon the floor
as we leave the night is still young, because neither one of
and as I take off my mask,
on my knees I'm down to ask:
could you keep doing what you do?