Feb. 06, 2004,22:35
A light, with tall buildings
this is my world
batholiths of snowdrifts
illuminated hills
by night
waiting for the sun
holding on
to the mighty sleep
shaken and huddled
no more room at the inn
we're muddled
and strangers yell
with stranger glances
dying to see you
in snow angels
and oracles
no, paris can't hold us
in the shadows
of tall buildings
batholiths of snowdrifts
illuminated hills
by night
waiting for the sun
holding on
to the mighty sleep
shaken and huddled
no more room at the inn
we're muddled
and strangers yell
with stranger glances
dying to see you
in snow angels
and oracles
no, paris can't hold us
in the shadows
of tall buildings