Something to write about.
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What is there to do, in my mundane strife.
What is there to write, with nothing new in sight.
This break has drained me, drained me of interactions.
I want to see, see the sea which glimmers in moon light.
Won't you join me for a flight, I want to see the Eiffel tower tonight.
Won't you join me for a walk, I want to be with you tonight.
Don't you see, the stars shine to illuminate those eyes of yours.
I want to be with you, that is right, I want only you in my sight.
I'd like to taste the wine in Italy, and baguettes in france.
For tonight, I would like you to join me in a dance.
I want to hold onto you, so that I may be anchored to something that I know is true.
Hold me, hold me like this is the last time. Tell me, tell me that I have a chance.
Lie to me, tell me that you love me.
Deceive me, tell me that you're the one for me.
I'll give you my heart, I'll believe every lie.
So feed me false truths, make me believe that I'm as vast as the sea.
Now leave, break my heart so that I may experience despair.
Return, make it so that I lose my will to live, and so that I cannot be repaired.
Chop me up, line me up, let the whole world to see.
And now, I finally have something to write about, something to share.