What a Beautiful Mess!

A virtual girl's guide to Second Life fashion!

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My Lover

My Lover

You came like a resolution under a starry sky
You want my one solution to the mystery of wine
Let’s pack a bag and migrate to anywhere we please
Climbing up the mountains underneath the sea, just you and me

And we’ll hold on, for the rest of our lives
We don’t have to figure out what hasn’t happened yet
Through whatever world surround us I won’t let you forget
You’re my lover, you’re my lover

I love when we go walking back where just far as we can
Find in ourselves a lookout to watch the daily circus parade
Clowns they don’t know the crazy
Shooting themselves out of their guns
We laugh and we cry as the acrobates fly
Wondering if they’re crying too

And it goes on, for the rest of our lives
While it may be hard to navigate this masquerade
We can still come back to our place with some cheap champagne
You’re my lover, you’re my lover

I already know my last words, they’ll not be regrets or advice
You’re my lover, you’re my lover
You’re my lover, you’re my lover

My Lover‘ ~Birdtalker~

♥♥♥

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