fucking angel

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

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