About You

The holiest of words that you’ll ever hear

Are the words that I love you

Upon a welcome ear

Oh oh oh

But I’m seeking asylum from what I have done

I’ve broken the heart of

My dear and closest one

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Our routine was nearly perfect but so well rehearsed

Seemingly so flawless

But truthfully coerced

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

But the amber is dead now

No bellows could it save

No forced air or maneuvering

By the most zealest of faiths

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

Oh, oh Anne

I’m thinkin’ about you

Oh oh oh oh oh oh