This feels a bit like hypnosis
under some kind of spell
my nighttime neurosis
someone's ringing a bell
are you the one bewitching
behind eyes soft and serene?
a blind man is pitching
to a blank TV screen
in the lonely hours
at the end of a busy day
candy hearts and flowers
games only grown-ups play
I might as well admit
these are dizzy heights
by your flame I'm lit
all the sounds and the sights
in this low-budget production
enthusiasm is what counts
when it comes to seduction
steadily the tension mounts
in the lonely hours
as the night slowly creeps
the privilege is ours
as the somber city sleeps
under your watchful gaze
I'm in the camera feed
when the movie plays
I know who's in the lead.
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