And carries your cologne
Down streets and alleys
It doesn't belong.
And bruises the bones
Of neighbors and clones
And steals the souls
Of forgotten trolls.
She dances and whispers
Of British beauty
And wears scarves and scents
Of a stranger's home.
Unseen by mirrors
The wind dances within your heart
And steals the silence
Of another's depart.
And though we don't belong,
And though I've grown too strong
I can't help but wish
For a love that's so wrong.
