Silhouettes

I am watching silhouettes
I am talking with nothing but my ill intent to know
How far you want to go

You are holding cheap champagne
You are toasting every single face and name, and oh…
Here’s one for the show

You look so beautiful
You’re losing your control

Chorus:
We may climb up the mountain, we may get involved
But you prefer it on the bottom where nothing gets resolved

You’re discussing waitressing
You’re entrusting, all the world with drunken things supposed
Like how you’ll make it home

You refer to me as Rose
Cause names are seldom known

Chorus

Girl you look so lovely
Girl you look so lovely
Yeah you do

I can make you happy
I can make you happy
Girl it’s true

I’ll throw nickels at the poor and you’ll never know they’re wooden
I will walk you to your door, so I can get my foot inside
I know a lullaby

I’m singing,
If you’re dreaming, keep believing in me
All I’ll offer, is less time for us to suffer