Small blue

got me thinkin', babe
ain't no port's gonna satisfy my rush
of your golden eyes, and maybe
this hole tale's only about my lust

this huge flame, m'lady
it resides in the tip of my knees
keep the spread of maybes
and my soul tightly disagrees

i cannot go, darling
please contain your cursed calling
you make me a slice of flesh
even less, behind you crawling

Just go on what you believe
as i can someday relieve
a warm mind from a cold dream
of a love never conceived

(four minutes guitar solo)