Perfect Moments

Tonight is cold for the lonely

Ones without a place by the fire

Delighted to be the only

One invited to approach the pyre

Silhouette of a slender beauty

Joining hands with a gentleman

Bickering over captured booty

Spoils of their previous master plan

Jealous brooding over wine

Weighing options, planning crime

Maybe a razor blade will bring the answer

He's been waiting, looking for a sign

Perfect moment to be the man of her life

For different reasons than before

He's standing still behind her door

Spying her passion, hearing her joy

He drops the blade, bad loser's ploy

He's been waiting, looking for a sign

Perfect moment to be the man of her life

Useless dreaming, curse of the shy

Wasted moments, never stopped living a lie