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I want to find this girl I know I want to take her out I'll set a snare in evening air Made of faith and hope and doubt I want to spend some time with her Learn the secrets of the trade I wouldn't mean to cross the line Forbidden to my kind I need to hangout with my love The raven headed sprite I know I'll never dance like her Or keep her up at night I need to hang around with her I need to let her know Her cause is mine, I' m but a slave I look into her wondrous gaze And taste the strangest chord Ad make the purest noise What I would do to meet the girl I'd stand out in the rain Outside my window, watching close She will appear again Letras de cancionesStill polishing her crazy nails Still wispy, careless, drunk on song If only I could right my wrongs And take her to my favorite place And steal a melody Cause I need only see her face Doubts and worry fall away And music rushes in Listen to the sound of life (I don't want to be friends) Drink deep of the day (I don't need your advance) Wait for her, but don't obsess (Why do you have to ask?) Or she'll go the other way (No, I don't want to dance) Winds will blow and storms will rage (But your phrases are poor) The news is always sad (And you try hard to rhyme) Money tends to disappear (And I can't read your words) Bodies crumble with the years (But I can read your mind) But music is for us (Music is for us) Music is for us What I would do to meet the girl I'd stand out in the rain Outside my window, watching close She will appear again Still polishing her crazy nails Still wispy, careless, drunk on song If only I could right my wrongs And take her to my favorite place And steal a melody Cause I need only see her face Doubts and worry fall away And music rushes in If I could only see her face And know that she was close There is a deeper magic here The Everlasting Muse I left the danger for an hour I left the sadness for a day I know that I am in safe hands She pays the bill and smokes cigars And on the napkin silk She weaves a manuscript with skill An intro, outro, middle 8 A tapestry of words A subtle gift to modern rock She says'Be popular, play pop' And you will win my love A subtle gift to modern rock She says 'be popular, play pop' And you will win my love (Thanks to Linda for these lyrics) From Letras Mania