I look for love in the strangest of places,
In broken bubbles and innocent traces,
In wet noses and waggy tails,
In solo talks and worn out phrases.
I look for love in the strangest of places,
In playful hearts with the highest of aces,
In hypnotic eyes and crafty stares,
In distant voices and starry spaces.
I look for love in the strangest of places,
In dreamy visions and foreign faces,
In numb cheeks and dry lips,
In cold hands and reckless embraces.
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
I look for love in the strangest of places,
In broken bubbles and innocent traces,
In wet noses and waggy tails,
In solo talks and worn out phrases.
I look for love in the strangest of places,
In playful hearts with the highest of aces,
In hypnotic eyes and crafty stares,
In distant voices and starry spaces.
I look for love in the strangest of places,
In dreamy visions and foreign faces,
In numb cheeks and dry lips,
In cold hands and reckless embraces.
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