Paul Two

Will you come this way, to see the ruins, each time we separate, I dream of the day, you play those tunes, just to slake, the darkness at noon, and you remain, I won’t delay, on golden avenues, don’t have what it takes, here in the shade, falling for you. my thoughts dance like rain, are you made of clay, I howl at the moon, am not afraid, I know there's a flame, here in the gloom, what am I to say, you’ll see me soon, bring me a sweet cake?