I gaze as far as I can see
way beyond every horizon
and you make all things new to me
you’re my private frantic sun
I stray from every beaten track
in areas without a name
I don’t know how I will get back
things will never be the same
Goodnight now witch love
you leave me with the itch of
too much yet not enough
that’s the way of witch love
Live as if there’s no tomorrow
which may well be all too true
beyond joy and beyond sorrow
you’re my private kind of blue
Now day and night turn into myth
sounds and colours quite unreal
I don’t know what I’ve gained or missed
what I really think or feel
refr.
3/6/12
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