Friday, May 6, 2011

Candlelight.

Can someone write a song like this about me? Or even just feel this way about me? Please?




To know her is to love her
I'm goin' undercover
To catch a glimpse but not get caught


But to see her, could be worse
If I don't get my head straight first
On second thought I guess I'll not


She's almost brighter than the sun
Seems to me to be unfair
When you consider everyone
Who pales when they compare
When they compare


Can't hold a candle to her
'Cause all the moths get in the way
And they'll begin to chew her
Entire attire until it frays


She outshines anyone
Whoever might dare to bask in
The same candlelight


Oh please, don't seat us in the back
With all the insects and the trash
She is a lady, I'm the tramp


Collecting stares from pairs close by
Then flutters in the butterfly
You're just a moth drawn to the lamp


She's like an ancient artifact
Something you're lucky to have found
She'll pinch the nerves in all the necks
When she turns those heads around
Those heads around


Can't hold a candle to her
'Cause all the moths get in the way
And they'll begin to chew her
Entire attire until it frays


She outshines anyone
Whoever might dare to bask in
The same candlelight


Who may dare to bask in
The same candlelight ?


She's almost brighter than the sun
Seems to me to be unfair
When you consider everyone
Who pales when they compare
When they compare


Can't hold a candle to her
'Cause all the moths get in the way
And they'll begin to chew her
Entire attire until it frays


She outshines anyone
Whoever might dare to bask in
The same candlelight
In the same candlelight

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