co-written by my dreams

i did just have a cigarette to chase you from my mind

but ashes from a cigarette are all you left behind

so won’t you write a song with me, forget all of your cares

i’ll bring the wine and write the lines if music you will share

 

i won’t disclose within my prose the lies within your kiss

each verse will be a sweet repose, a pleasant reminisce

stroke the keyboard; i’ll stroke the page, writing it together

they’ll think our love is all the rage in any kind of weather

 

record the song and then hit play and dance slow cheek to cheek

and right before you go away just let me have a peak

inside your heart, inspire art to flow from out my pen

the song will stop; we’ll hit restart so this will never end

 

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