The white lips of wine glasses could not compare
To my white eyes as i saw you standing there
After 3 years of painting pictures, are you in my brain
After climbing the spiral staircase, round the spine i made

You are there
In the street, in my mind at the same time
Which is real, which is which, which is mine?
Oh my my my
my my my oh my
my my my
my my my oh my

You've cut off your hair, and you've slowed down your walk
But your lips still curve down to the right when you talk
Of all the cities in the world, why did you pick mine?
Just when i'm finally stronger than the doubt left behind

You are there
In the street, in my mind at the same time
Which is real, which is which, which is mine?
Oh my my my
my my my oh my
my my my
my my my oh my

Which is sweeter? The wine you pour,
Or the vine that held the source from before
I saw you again, and what happens when
I take a sip?

Oh my my my
my my my oh my
my my my
my my my oh my


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