It’s lace, leather and love
Ladled into the lobe of my left ear
It’s a joyride, a truth and a mystery
As I swing into your arms again

You know how to make a boy
Forget his past and ignore his future
And in the lounging area we sit
Laughing about my kaleidoscope visions

You love me in your foggy glasses
They tell you what no one else will
My car crash ran slow
And yet you didn’t care

It’s panoply, purity and pride
That stops you from seeing elsewhere
It’s a mess, a sadness and a beauty
Being back into your arms again