The descending arpeggio
Her lullabies fade
Long before love's put in the grave
The bitter taste
Left behind
From bittersweet
Melancholy goodbyes
There used to be
Stars in her eyes
I'll always wonder
What happened to her fire
A million whys
That never tire
I prefer to dream
& stir in between
Tickle torture
Fickle misfortune
The trickled distortion
Really makes you appreciate
The little portions
More than
Usual
Made the bed
To lay with what's ugly
To truly experience
What's beautiful
I'll always wonder
What happened to her fire
A million whys
That never tire
I prefer to dream
& stir in between
Into this dreamscape
I take a swim
Nostalgia sweeps
Old passions awake again
Yes, indeed
There's that familiar taste again
I'm right back
Into the thick of it
Never sick of it
Insatiable
Trying to get
My fix of it
Her cherry red lips
Is where Bliss begins
And the morning loneliness
Is where it ends
I'll always wonder
What happened to her fire
A million whys
That never tire
I prefer to dream
& stir in between