Boston White

Dismantled notes just might strike me tonight
You’re right, I just might explode in this silver moonlight
You’re at the piano, your hands are on the key
Lifting and resting you make such beautiful sound
I lift the hair from your neck then, the trees flay in the wind
And we dance beneath them
So what about the defying afternoon when
When it’s black and white and shadow filled rooms
I’m praying for a thunderstorm, something to keep me inside
Notes bounce around in my light head
I’m floating high above your house, your tears have flooded it out
If only you could see the angel that I see
All dressed in white, the white dress like we use to light in disturbed
So what about the defying afternoon when
When it’s black and white and shadow filled rooms
I’m praying for a thunderstorm, something to keep me inside
We stay in harms way like a monster from my dreams
Cause I know it’s the kind that does the breaking
The sea is white and immerse
The sweet notes take me away