The Aragon and Trianon

You know baby that it don’t seem right
That i should be the one to tell you
What folks are saying
You know love by name because
You saw him slouching by the skylight
Hung over listless
All the world’s clandestine kisses couldn’t give you the same
Charge as when we started
You meet me in the stairwell broken hearted
I know you didn’t mean it
It’s just a part of you that’s still fifteen
Sends a dance card of little tragedies to me
Drunk and despairing
Now your saving grace has lost his daring
Spent the last six months preparing
Now you don’t want to leave
You know baby that if there’s still time
You’re gonna meet me on the south side
Falling awake
With the wind blowing up off the lake
And the snow drifting in the skyline
Hung over listless
All the world’s clandestine kisses
All of the world’s clandestine kisses
All of the world