The Lock Box Redres

Call me an ambulance
This girl shot me down with a photograph
I’m at a loss for words, but I don’t mind
Could I be lovesick?
Should I be alarmed?
Am I in danger?
No!
Note to self:
A) Store her heart secure
B) Throw away the key
C) Be thankful for what you now own
She’s made of dreams
I don’t want to be her nightmare
Save me, save her, save us
Savour the moment of passion
I will thank you