"HOW OUR LIVES CHANGE” 09 Nov 02

On a Friday we met
neither looking nor waiting
for each other, and yet
we fell together in fate

This is how lives change.
In smoked rooms of
soaked fools
lives start to change

A step at a time
Shifting in direction
My hormones sense
the scent of attraction

And want to make someone mine
want to feel the glory of
the widescreen romance of
that impossible ideal called Love

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