delight you may provide
in the park if not my lap
shall I dance my fingers at you
will you attack?
or leave me, flit away?
either way, bathed in radiant sunlight
we play some dear game
tug my heart from fallen places
delight you may provide
in the park if not my lap
shall I dance my fingers at you
will you attack?
or leave me, flit away?
either way, bathed in radiant sunlight
we play some dear game
tug my heart from fallen places
