I build the clouds a sign. I feel good when you're around.
I send my love to you. And I feel safe; you knock me down.
I'm sharing scars with you. And I feel real in your concern.
A lie to make it true. And I feel cold, but I just burn.
And we contemplate the edge, the sex
of your scent, we're complicating mirrors.
I cry and we dance, the moment passes.
Always laughing.
And we orchestrate our moods, in this room,
in this tomb, we're deconstructing villians.
I try and we dance, the morning passes.
Always loving.
I turn the sky to dawn. I feel new; your touch is warm.
I spell these words for you. And I feel right, in your arms.
I break the karmic blinds. Why does it seem like no one tries?
The stars have made you mine. And I am more in your eyes.
And we contemplate the edge, the sex
of your scent, we're complicated mirrors.
I cry and we dance, the moment passes.
Always laughing.
And we orchestrate our moods, in this room,
in this tomb, we're deconstructing villians.
I try and we dance, the morning passes.
Always loving.
I share my heart with you. You feel bad when I shut down.
I swear my love is true. And I feel safe when you're around.
And we contemplate the edge, the sex
of your scent, we're complicating mirrors.
I cry and we dance, the moment passes.
Always laughing.
And we orchestrate our moods, in this room,
in this tomb, we're deconstructing villians.
I try and we dance, the morning passes.
Always loving.
And we contemplate the edge, the sex
in context, we are carnival mirrors.
I cry and we dance, the moment passes.
Always laughing.
And we orchestrate our moods, in this room,
in this tomb, we're deconstructing villians.
We dance and we dance and we dance and we dance.
Always moving.