The Game

Don’t want to fall in love when it’s in front of us
Why can’t we dream? Fantasize without compromise
A tear duct short of an alibi
Please thaw me out, and brush me off
Is love is quite the fallacy
Underneath the mystery?
So you finally came right out of my head and into my arms
Now these feelings I know, I’ll never let go
I’ve beaten the game
My alter ego’s upstairs strung out on the couch
I need a touch of innocence so comfortable
So velvet lush and nectarines
There is a price to pay for dreaming
Is love an emergency?
Join in my perplexity