Mayday

As I sit here tongue-tied
 I can't wait until we're drunk tonight
 As I sit here tongue-tied
 I can't wait 'til we're drunk tonight
 My suit's slim, grey Italian wool
 Our legs twitch at the same tempo
 I'm slowly drawn to your inverse pole
 You are a mirror and a window
 Theater of the absurd
 Momentary awkward
 Your leg against my Oxfords
 Plus and minus signs
 Come on love let us run off tonight
 We'll go so fast that we're bound to take flight
 Like a bird
 A bird of prey
 Come on love let us run off tonight
 Run until we're just colors of light
 Like a May
 A May parade
 Come on love let us run off tonight
 We'll go so fast that we're bound to take flight
 Like a bird
 A bird of prey
 Come on love let us run off tonight
 Run until we're just colors of light
 Like a May
 A May parade