Plastic flowers in your hair
But I smell roses everywhere
Violins in the densest air
Started at first dawn.
When I saw your face
The love had been replaced
I saw the world speed
Up, and Slow down.
My mind is drawing blank
White knuckling the last drink I drank
I surrender to the feeling
Liquid, deathly drawn.
Weak in the knees
I kneel down every time to please
And from the bottom up I notice
Your eyes are deep brown.
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