There are moments I want to be aloneI have no desire to speak to anyoneOnly the night stars, if they find meMight even change my mind
With myself, I know how to find peaceI learned late to indulge my whimsIf the demons take hold of meI put on red, I click my heels
And so, the moment takes me, and I wantTo talk to the world at lengthI don't care what you see or sayLet my clock just strike seven
There are moments I want the rainTo get soaked to the boneTo run like a cat catching a mouseAnd keep my chest wide open
The moment takes me, as the muse takes meTo kiss a neck, a lip, an eyeIn a moment, your luck turns sourAnd a chance you give me is lost!
