10.10.2011

Penchant

Because you are my penchant
I want to make you a believer
I have a bag of magic
And you see its a secret

But sometimes I'm a heathen
And with my hair let down
I dance around the fire
Spread the magic on the ground where my feet stomp
Didnt I tell you

I told you I'd show you
And make you a believer
Because you are my penchant
And I am a dreamer

I can dream big and I can
Dream super tiny little silly little things
Like matches under covers
Lighting your brilliant face
And somehow or somewhere

That thought threw me to the ground
Softly
That you are my penchant
One I couldn't even dream of
But you made me a believer

A believer a believer
Oh I am a believer
So please believe in me

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