3. The Mess of Me Needs You (Rondel)
Connect-the-dot constellations hang in your sky
If I trace them in the air, can I see your truth?
If I touch you gently, will you let it fall loose?
I can promise you that I will lift myself high
I can be what you deserve; I can be your why
But would you tell me that my love was just a noose?
Connect-the-dot constellations hang in your sky
If I trace them in the air, can I see your truth?
You see, I don't know how to ignore any lie
So I think it is time now that we call a truce
We both know it's not more than an act or a ruse
We both know there is love in every soft sigh
Connect-the-dot constellations hang in your sky
