Comets

Came to London to find myself but in ten million people

Where do you start?

Drunk at a party

You asked me if I was someone else and I say

"Yeah, if it helps you, I won't be myself"

Like Japanese poets who capture a Summer in only three

lines

With just one kiss

I want to tell you but it takes all night

You just can't wait for the right time because like

comets

It could be the last time

You should always tell them you love them

In case you never see them again