Dreams of dazzling diamonds
Obsidian, metallic discs of Gold
Under the light of a well-lit stage
Better lives in store I’m told
Love your one, then love them more
Even though you think you’re poor
Love your one, and hurt them less
In the end I must confess it
Feels like I am living essentially a double life
Even though it’s giving a better path for you and me. We’re
better off not knowing, the way we were is what was wrong
Take the chance my darling I’ll take you with me when I’m free
Clearly its a Double Life
thinking its a Double Life
Maybe its a Double Life
Somehow its a Double Life
Recent Comments