Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Cloth

Cloth

Loving him was almost as painful as growing up
Somehow I made it through both without blowing myself up
I had a plan in my hands but I dropped it
Life was full speed ahead but an accident stopped it
It all slowed down
He was nowhere around

His love was dear but rough and I burned out
It wasn’t nearly enough for me as it turned out
I thought I was dead and I made my peace
The fireworks sparked as a final release
The crowd cheered
Then they all disappeared

Imagine my surprise to find you
Didn’t even have to try to find you

We’re cut from the same cloth, you and me
Laid down on the bed delicately
Egyptian cotton or lovely blue velvet
Who we are, I can’t tell yet
But you feel soft against my skin
Wrapped up in love again

The timing’s not perfect, but it never is
She’s no longer yours and I’m no longer his
It’s slow and it’s sweet, I wasn’t expecting
To like the image my mirror’s reflecting
We’ve got the same past
maybe we could last

Imagine my surprise to find you
Didn’t even have to try to find you

We’re cut from the same cloth, you and me
Laid down on the bed delicately
Egyptian cotton or lovely blue velvet
Who we are, I can’t tell yet
But you feel soft against my skin
Wrapped up in love again

Swimming in cashmere
Believing that you’re here to stay
At least for one more day

We’re cut from the same cloth, you and me
Laid down on the bed delicately
Egyptian cotton or lovely blue velvet
Who we are, I can’t tell yet
But you feel soft against my skin
Wrapped up in love again

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