Like the moon,
you swear I'm tailgating you
but at
other times, it's as if you've been abandoned
little games of hide and seek
Sometimes I'll lick you a path of silver
in your darkest of nights,
and other times, I am your darkest night
Like the moon, I bewitch the tides of
your heart without even the press of my fingertips
you swear I'm tailgating you
but at
other times, it's as if you've been abandoned
little games of hide and seek
Sometimes I'll lick you a path of silver
in your darkest of nights,
and other times, I am your darkest night
Like the moon, I bewitch the tides of
your heart without even the press of my fingertips
You see me,
you feel the empire of my gaze
but I'm so faraway,
so far,
but I'm so faraway,
so far,
so very far,
I can't be touched