@migu music@

The city lights are beckoning

Their sirens softly call

All the fantasists and fetishist

Are preparing for their ball

We've been stuck here on the doorstep

With nothing to forsake

But we might as well be anyone's to take

So I give myself to strangers

Like I gave myself to you

The tenderness I felt has been replaced

By something new

And in the end I can vaguely hear

An outline of your call

But I may as well be any words at all

Every memory is sailing

To the kingdom of your soul

As you patiently await

I lose my sense of self-control

For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat

But I left you behind

Now I might as well be anyone's to find