Midnight Blue

Just a dream, wished upon a well..


Midnight Blue

Story bout a girl that I once knew,

She dreamed of rock n roll, she dreamed in midnight blue. 

 Things with her didn't fare so well, in ways I hoped, I expected,

Times we clicked, fell short it seemed, somehow we never connected.

Give or take around about, as time pressed on I figured out,

That all I really ever wanted was a moonlight dance,

Secluded walks across the sands, fleeting sunset stroll perhaps, a chance of summer rain, romance.

All I ever wanted was to hold your hand, make you forget about the other band.

                                                                                ~t.m.k \m/



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