I see her. From across the room. She
doesn't exist, but there she is
It's just as if
a dream came true
it's just as if
it's just
as if
I see her turn, slow-motion caught
my throat tastes heart, I swallow down
it hurts a bit, it's fear's dull cut
her two eyes touch my two eyes
frown
I'm sure there must be some mistake
but sure too late - my heart got out!
my throat stretched raw, to throb and ache
a smile grows across my face
oh, my heart
has never been quite at home
in its proper place
it's lost again
off
on a wild chase
a mad detective
on another tough case
I'm just the plodding assistant,
with the wide-eyed wondering dumb look
on his face
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