LYRIC
FAIRY TALE
(c) 2017, Christopher G. Moon – All Rights Reserved
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There’s no passion in your eyes
when you look at me
and if I’m ever hurt
there’s no symapthy
You say that you love me
I guess it may be so
but baby, how you show it
I just don’t know
CHORUS:
Like a book with no pages, like acters without stages,
poems without rhyme, we’re a clock… without time
with hands that never touch, in a game thats just too much
the colors have turned pale … in this fairy tale
There’s no longing in your heart
for me anymore
and there’s fire in your eyes
to greet me at the door
I’m living in a house
that I can’t call home
even though you’re there
I’m here all alone
CHORUS:
Like a book with no pages, like acters without stages,
poems without rhyme, we’re a clock… without time
with hands that never touch, in a game thats just too much
the colors have turned pale … in this fairy tale
There’s something that I miss everytime we kiss
it doesn’t mean that much anymore when we both touch
when we speak its never deep what we say just fades away
like the ending to a story in a make believe play
CHORUS:
Like a book with no pages, like acters without stages,
poems without rhyme, we’re a clock… without time
with hands that never touch, in a game thats just too much
the colors have turned pale … in this fairy tale
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