The buzzing chrome of blue unending
Pretending I still have somewhere left to turn
The fading flower of hours wilting
Love philtre, still something left to learn


There's still a love to live for
We're reinvented, our minds are made up
The moon's pretending, our lives invaded
Away corroded, our love is philtred


The sensual realm of storm invaded
Pervaded by a sense of betrayal
The hidden life of love corroded
I'm loaded to love's details


A lovely loss of blossom scented
Repented by the tops of the hoy, coy

The moon's pretending, our lives invaded
Away corroded, our love is philtred