Of restraining orders
And root canals
Life is a silly old thing.
We dance all night
We limp the next day
Who can say
He says he loves me
-He says he hates me
Love is better
But it's scary too
There might be some responsibility here
Of which I am not capable or comfortable
With
My tangueros have returned
There is a time to forget
That the world is turning
When we are turning
Together
Then there is only balance,
Closeness and
Bliss
I miss this
When it is not
Here
Waiting to hear
If a root canal is inevitable
I remember how to pray
I gain traction
In the begging and pleading
Department.
And root canals
Life is a silly old thing.
We dance all night
We limp the next day
Who can say
He says he loves me
-He says he hates me
Love is better
But it's scary too
There might be some responsibility here
Of which I am not capable or comfortable
With
My tangueros have returned
There is a time to forget
That the world is turning
When we are turning
Together
Then there is only balance,
Closeness and
Bliss
I miss this
When it is not
Here
Waiting to hear
If a root canal is inevitable
I remember how to pray
I gain traction
In the begging and pleading
Department.