(This Is Not A) Love Song

The midnight silence breathe
I’m just blessed and well???
Tonights rain just bleeds
Like the passing of a life
Tonights moon, like a
Spotlight shining bright
An insight
Or a silent movie
That I don’t know
And it must be loven
Has to be loven
Don’t you know it’s only love
There’s nothing else to say
Or nothing left to play
But, this is not a love song, no
You know that I dont have a pretty face
Well what a shame
And nowadays they say
That’s what it takes
And, this is not a love song, no
And time after time that story is told
It’s getting old…
It’s getting old…
The black that waits beneath the stars
The void outspaced just suffocates the starlights reach
As you and I go storm trough bath no green?
And the traffic lights change all through the night
Green to red
And red to green
And back again
This lifeline descends on me
But, this is not a love song, no
You know that I dont have a pretty face
Well what a shame
And nowadays they say
That’s what it takes
But, this is not a love song, no
And time after time that story is told
But it’s getting old
It’s getting old
It doesn’t matter what you feel inside
No (no), no (no), no (no)
It doesn’t matter what you sing out loud
Cause no one’s listening anyway
It just matter that you look alright
And time after time is just the same old chime
But you don’t care
Cause, this is not a love song, no
You know that I dont have a pretty face
Well what a shame
And nowadays they say
That’s what it takes
And, this is not a love song, no
You think I don’t care at all
When its going wrong
Its going wrong