Visitor in the night?
And when I turn to see your face
a smile drifts across your sleeping ember
casting shadows on white walls
letting memories of us remember
I kiss your mouth, you take a sigh
and whisper to you "It is not I"
for I am he who visits you
when all you need is loving
The joker with the false heart
a twisted tongue and fiery breath
yes I'll stab you in the dark
who is this face who lies besides you
on his back, where is he from?
His name is JACK!!!
B...
Copywriter B.R.Walker
UK 2007
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