well let's see...nngoing down on an elevatorni told myself that i'd tell her laternwithout the wit to even wait 'til the hallwaysnhad to say, i'll have her alwaysnlost in ostentatious gazesnopening golden gates, angel's so graciousnbetween spacious citiesnshe said she meant it, but did she?ntruth is she's always in mennshe let me get into her (3x)nncandle light electricityncovered up our bednangel colored eyes of lsdnlinching on a threadnnthe moon, yellow crescentnsettling down tonight so pleasantnlove's destined to be heavy on a shouldernunlike her friends had told hernshe wasn't back by twelvenand without anything else, to help herselfnstaying up past cerfewnchances like this in life were fewnas the wet sun burnt bluenncandle light electricityncovered up our bednangel colored eyes of lsdnlinching on a threadnnshe let me get into her (3x)n