Another night of inebriation
Means another night of self-deprivation
Your bones are too fragile
To carry such a heavy burden
So I will be there when you collapse in love
For it will be the first time
You don't have to shield yourself from me
You are so strange yet so alluring
And both qualities seem to come to you naturally
Your coyness is endearing, if but a little cumbersome
Like a flower yet to turn itself towards to sun
I'll spend another night at home
And hope in earnest that you will do the same
So there will be no distractions
Only the longing and its influence on your actions
I will be there when you call me
And it will not be the last time
You don't have to shield yourself from me
You are so strange yet so alluring
And both qualities seem to come to you naturally
Your coyness is endearing, if but a little cumbersome
Like a flower yet to turn itself towards to sun