lunedì, maggio 24, 2010

Butter me up

There you are
Flying around me
Afraid to land
When you know you want to

Isn't it a bummer
When your own rules turn against you?
When the stillness of my body is still not enough
And when you thought I would have waved you away long time ago

And yet
Here you are still
Still flying around me

I cannot touch
You have to land
And you know you want to

Be a man
Stop trying to butter me up
Else fly for good!