who are you girl
The girl I met in a bar
The girl with a laugh
The girl with a message
The girl for me
Where will you be where will you be
Where will you be where will you be
When I’m ready
‘tis not what I’m asking
Will you still be riding my galaxy
who am I girl
The guy sitting on the fence
The guy looking back
Holding your laugh
Breathing from your eyes
The guy who can’t be
Where will you be where will you be
Where will you be where will you be
When I’m ready
‘tis not what I’m asking
Will you still be riding my galaxy
why do you have to be
a fucking angel, mine
I’m not ready
Want to be
Will never be
You fly me too high, can’t breathe
Can’t let go
I’m not ready
Don’t want to be
Where will you be where will you be
Where will you be where will you be
When I’m ready
‘tis not what I’m asking
Will you still be riding my galaxy
I fucked you hard angel, you wanted
to see my doors closing on you
So you set yourself free
Went with your ruffled feathers of hope
Can see you there far away,
Waiving your laugh at me
Wait
No
You go I stay It will be
Where will you be where will you be
Where will you be where will you be
When I’m ready
I don’t care don’t care don’t fucking care
You are in me
HONEY & SALT - by Prune Aumiel 