Airplanes
take you away again.
Are you flying above where we live?
Then I look up, a glare in my eyes.
Are you having regrets about last night?
I'm not, but I like rivers that
rush in.
So then I dove in.
Is there trouble ahead
for you the acrobat?
I won't push you unless you have a net.
You say the word--
you know I will find you.
Or if you need some time,
I don't mind.
I don't hold on
to the tail of your kite;
I'm not like the girls that you've known,
but I believe I'm worth coming home to.
Kiss away night.
This girl only sleeps with butterflies.
With butterflies.
So go on and fly then boy.
Balloons
look good from on the ground.
I fear with pins and needles around,
we may fall then stumble
upon a carousel.
It could take us anywhere.
I'm not like the girls that you've known,
but I believe I'm worth coming home to.
Kiss away night.
This girl only sleeps with butterflies.
With butterflies ...
With butterflies ...
So go on and fly boy.
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