Cluster

I walk, you run.

Iíll take you under.

So God damn perfect,

I almost believe it.

<<<<<  Reach across with one hand  >>>>>

at a time my love.

I want, you need.

We take until itís over.

So God damn perfect,

I almost believe it.

A secret no one knows,

I just knew, my love.

Christopher Hoffee ©2003 ASCAP