“May, may, may, may I have this dance from you?”
Our legs tangled when I said that I would love to
The noise resounded, loud and clearly;
inside the house of agate blocks, I felt so free
There was a hole inside the bannister
where a blue light emitted, so sinister
Our hearts are filled with many regrets,
as well as other things that nobody forgets
Hey, hey, stranger, where’s your head supposed to be?
Where’s your head supposed to be? What about your eyes and your beak?
Hey, hey, stranger, where’ve your emotions gone off to?
Show the world that you can cry, show them all that you can cry laughing, too
If all I want in life, is to just be loved, then I
don’t want to be looked at, it’s all way too sad
Though I’m so much like you, searching for the words to write
Kindling up a fire, let’s sit and have a chat
Born in a form most queer, yes, there is no doubt about that
I am way too cowardly to do something more
Yes, I’m so much like you, though you claim that I’ve a heart
Still, I can’t believe it, ‘cause I’m just not all too sure...
With most uncertain songs amassing,
the voice inside my throat just cannot stop its trembling
But stupid things like that don’t matter,
and once again I’m beaten by my stupid tears
Oh, ah, when I speak, my words all turn to ash
They all turn to frozen ash, all my words becoming a mess
Oh, ah, on dreary days, my head keeps falling off
My head just keeps falling off, as if I wasn’t embarassed enough
I’m so uncertain that I am being loved at all
So I’d like it to be something I can amend
Either way you see it, that cannot be true, ‘cause, well
It can’t ever be just one small thing that we can bend!
Yes, I know all too well that there is some dirty air
hanging inbetween the spaces we cannot close
Either way you see it, I still have a heart to bear
Let’s just hope the rain this season won’t be such a fuss!
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalalalalalala...
If all I want in life, is to just be loved, then I
don’t want to be looked at, it’s all way too sad
Though I’m so much like you, searching for the words to write
Kindling up a fire, let’s sit and have a chat
Born in a form most queer, yes, there is no doubt about that
I am way too cowardly to do something more
Yes, I’m so much like you, though you claim that I’ve a heart
Still, I can’t believe it, ‘cause I’m just not all too sure...
Hey, hey, you, where's your head?
Where's your head? Your eyes and your beak?
Hey, hey, you, where are your feelings?
Show me you can cry, show me you can laugh!
