Messing with destiny, time standing still
Delirious with laughter and the next thing you know
we’ve both done things we shouldn’t have
Shouldn’t I know
it would have to end
and after late nights and stargazing,
secrets and comebacks
the best part is over
But you’re an expert,
I’m a fool
and as I’m counting the currency
of everything we’ve done
There’s always a better one
She walks in and we’re reduced
a rainstorm instead of a hurricane
I raise up a white flag,
push my gold to the edge
Shouldn’t I know something
so beautiful
would burn so brightly at its end
TSG
Well expressed as is your usual. I wasn't disappointed
cheers
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