(Monday / 19:38)
I can't deny but it's true,
you've got me tangled up in you
I tell myself that it's wrong
that when you smile at me i'm gone.
it's not cool at all.
been feeling queer since the moment i got up.
something's wrong, acting up in me.
all i wanted to say was,
whether i'm gay or straight, i'm still me.
maybe a walk by the beach would clear my mind.
where the planes would fly over my head and the breeze would take me into imagination.
a bottle of alcohol in hand, a cigar on the other.
squat by the pavement where everyone walk by but never took notice.
maybe you can hook me up with a ride around.
to places i've never been to, to places i've never seen.
be it handle bars or driving wheels, i just need the other hand of yours with me.
making sure i'm safe there, though with you i've got nothing to be afraid.
am i talking weird ?
maybe i can do with a getaway.
a place with no city lights frowning upon me.
the breathtaking sunset stretching across the horizon,
where the sky turns blue, red, purple, orange.. all of it.
the stars comes out to greet at night,
and having you cuddling close me.
i could almost feel your breathing on my neck.
nothing beats that.
maybe just a house of our own.
where its made up of just white and brown.
cause we do not need artificial colours to make our life like the hues of rainbow.
i'd be under the blanket filled with grumpiness while the morning glory smile,
and with just a look at all the photo frames that's with your face.
from there i know life's great, even if nothing else works.
am i talking weird ?
one of those days I'd like to lie on a open field.
one of those days I'd spend the whole day watching the azure sky.
one of those days I'd like to step on puddles of water.
one of those days I'd dance under the heavy rain.
one of those days I wish I'm someone taller, skinnier, richer, smarter.
one of those days I wish I've got someone.
it wasn't me,
cause i'm not me.
stay tune to, thunder.
a little too close to thinking far.