I hold on so nervously
to me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far has not been good
it's been shitty
and I feel awkward as I should
He perched on top of the obelisk, carefully watching the raven haired, emerald-eyed child that was reciting lines to an old sheep dog. Just watching the girl made him feel strange. How was it that a mortal chit of a girl could cause such feelings in a Fae?
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
Well I'm not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
Gently grasping the crystal, he smiled as he watched the same girl he had watched only a few years ago. It had greatly pleased him when he heard her voice, calling him to take the child away.
I hold out for one more drink
Before I think
I'm looking too desperately
But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home
If one thing really means one
This club will hopefully
Be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well I'm still imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
Well, I'm not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
"It's a piece of cake!" He gritted his teeth as he stormed towards his the throne room. She had called his Labyrinth a piece of cake! This was defiantly not turning out the way he wanted it to.
Well, I'm not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
"Your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel." He murmured, watching her, always watching her. She scowled, and started saying her right words to win back her brother. He calmly watched on as she stammered on the last line, already knowing the outcome of this meeting.
I'm not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
"Toby!" she gasped, panicked that the man with the wispy blonde hair had taken her brother, despite his promise that she had won him back. Running into her parent's room, she was relieved to find him sleeping peacefully in his crib. She smiled softly and tucked the love-worn bear under his tiny arm.
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
You'll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
"Oh Sarah…" he smirked, looking at her through her window as she and the traitors celebrated. "You're still mine, and I promise, you'll come back to me one of these days."