| I just want to take you away from everyone
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| And keep you stashed under my pillow
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| And then I’d take you out simply for my own pleasure
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| And wear you when the occasions special
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| Then I’d put you on like a diamond
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| So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends
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| I’d proudly hold the leash that I’d have you on
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| So you can’t stray and follow me around all day
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| It’s too late now
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| I don’t think it can fade
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| It’s too real now
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| Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
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| Compulsion has stained me
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| I’m nervously cradling our young love
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| Without known limits love
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| Like a butterfly cupped in my hands
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| I peek in to see beauty trapped
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| Confined it flutters
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| Then it leaves behind colorful dust
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| To remind me of the special times we’ve spent
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| But of course it has to leave my clutch
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| But enough’s never enough to make a dent
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| It’s too late now
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| I don’t think it can fade
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| It’s too real now
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| Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
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| And in time it will end
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| And there really isn’t hope for the two of us
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| But right now I give in…
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| It’s too late now
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| I don’t think it can fade
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| It’s too real now
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| Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
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| Fulfillment just adds fuel to the
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| Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze |