Sunday

So you want to be the only one
To touch me right here
Between the valleys
When the valleys protect me still

Open plans and open bodies
A small seed of an open mind
That we nurture in kind

Well maybe in a different timeline
I was the perfect girl for you
Like a doll on your shelf
Never wanting

So you want to be the only one
To reach me at this time
When the Moon's so full and bright

My hands outreach towards to you I'm holding on too tight
And I find myself grasping at light

Well maybe in a different timeline
I was the perfect girl for you
Like a doll on your shelf
Never wanting