There was a girl who liked MCR
And I once wished I was her
In the blueprint match the architecture 
And I was cool but that’s just conjecture 
Of a different suppose 
And there are less travelled roads
So I took them to beat them to the punch
And I’m on my own just eating lunch
When Ruth and Christine
Find me and I wake the dream
Up from where it stood 
Robert Frost and an autumn wood
I find myself looking at leaves 
Colours and you wouldn’t believe 
What I did to keep the hue
From turning a deeper shade of blue 
But then Ken made his appearance 
I look around the clearance 
Around us as they all fall asleep 
Would you be something I could keep 
But he’s sighing into the wind 
And one of us must’ve sinned 
Coz we’ve been stalked
And the man just talked and talked 
Like silence knows no bounds
But my love is in the sounds 
Woven through the tapestry
Of all that we could be
In the midnight sky he makes
Does he hear the breath my love takes 
As I’m drinking him in
Will I ever see you again?


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