perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perry Como
How I wish you could see the potential,
The potential of you and me,
Its like a book, elegantly bound but,
In a language that you cant read (just yet).
You gotta spend some time, love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
There are days when outside your window,
I see my reflection as I slowly pass.
And I long for this mirrorred perspective,
When we’ll be lovers, lovers at last.
You gotta spend some time, love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
You reject my advances and desperate pleas.
I won’t let you let me down so easily, so easily.
You gotta spend some time, love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
(Source: Spotify)
Well I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or I won’t know where I am
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end, little girl
Well you know that I’m a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can’t spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end, little girl
Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I’ve said
Baby, I’m determined
And I’d rather see you dead
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end, little girl
I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or you won’t know where I am
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end, little girl
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Shivering and sighing.
And he vows his passion is,
Infinite, undying.
Lady make note of this —
One of you is lying."
The early cars
Already are
Drawing deep breaths past my door
And last night’s phrases
Sick with lack of basis
Are still writhing on my floor
And it doesn’t seem fair
That your wicked words should work
In holding me down
No, it doesn’t seem right
To take information
Given at close range
For the gag
And the bind
And the ammunition round
Conversation once colored by esteem
Became duologue as a diagram of a play for blood
Took a vacation, my palate got clean
Now I could taste your agenda
While you’re spitting your cud
And it doesn’t make sense
I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown
No, it doesn’t seem right
To take information
Given at close range
For the gag
And the bind
And the ammunition round
This is not about love
‘Cause I am not in love
In fact I can’t stop falling out
This is not about love
‘Cause I am not in love
In fact I can’t stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache
What is this posture
I have to stare at
That’s what he said when I’m sittin’ up straight
Change the name of the game ‘cause he lost
And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late
But I’m not being fair
‘Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
But I’d like to choose right
Take all the things that I’ve said that he stole
Put ‘em in a sack
Swing ‘em over my shoulder
Turn on my heels
Step out of this sight
Try to live in a lovelier light
This is not about love
‘Cause I am not in love
In fact I cant stop falling out
This is not about love
‘Cause I am not in love
In fact i cant stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache
(Source: Spotify)
