Fly Away

A model tries to jump in my cab But sweetie you’re idiotic Kissing boys Not one two three But three four five The number of me Trying to forget The one who stirred within me Like an elegant sleep A dream not so real A place I’d like to slip my paw And paddle deeply the blue rivers Blood pounding the streets Of a place I’ve never seen Oh it was only a dream My blessed sweet one Into the night I fly In my shoes which sparkle like A thousand jewels But cost five pounds Take me I say But there’s no answer In this deserted street Of this run down town Lying awake till five AM The truth comes knocking