Stoned and Dethroned

Sometimes Always

SOFTLY

It's one smile too many, one word too many, more than enough.
Thoughts run through her mind, they make her feel confined.
She’s not ready yet, she wants him to forget.

It's one smile too many, one word too many, more than enough.
Thoughts run through her mind, they make her feel confined.
She’s not ready yet, she wants him to forget.
Of course, he says too much, touches her skin with every rush,
Etches her fate, her story engraved,
In her mind it won't fade.

Softly...
He moves, and he knows it well.
Softly...
His romance won’t go far, he can tell.
Softly...
He thinks of it, but can’t resist.
Softly...
He doesn't know what’s on her list.

He feels the looming threat, of tomorrow, time slipping ahead,
That fear of leaving no trace,
Or maybe she's the one who gets misplaced.
He's lacking just a bit of nerve to say what makes his heart curve.
His heart still has room to keep her,
But all around, it’s cold like a sleeper.

Softly...
He moves, and he knows it well.
Softly...
His romance won’t go far, he can tell.
Softly...
He thinks of it, but can’t resist.
Softly...
He doesn’t know what’s on her list.

He told himself with age, he'd erase her image,
Erase the lines of her face,
Or simply turn the page.
If the wrinkles start to show, he'll forget them when she goes.
He still keeps her a place,
Through all the years and frozen space.

Softly...
He moves, and he knows it well.
Softly...
His romance won’t go far, he can tell.
Softly...
He thinks of it, but can’t resist.
Softly...
He doesn’t know what’s on her list.
Softly...
She moves, he sees it clear.
Softly...
She thinks of it, and that's sincere.
Softly...
Now they move, two hands entwined.
Softly...
They think about what they might find.

Softly...

The State I Am In

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