| Pleasure Sighs |
|---|
| Here I am again |
| Trying to relearn how to breathe |
| And how easy it sinks |
| And slips away from me |
| What has become |
| Of those simple loves |
| That came to me once, so naturally |
| Sitting in my box |
| I am reading alive |
| Disconnecting dots |
| That I twisted in my eyes |
| What has become |
| Of those simple loves |
| That came to me once, so naturally |
