Lyrics:

I CAN SMELL YOUR THOUGHTS

There’s a desolation street
In the early morning
Walking by myself
Talking to myself
And I’m thinking of you
And I’m thinking of me

Oh honey
This is not a romance
Just a perfect ending
To a perfect night
I see the sun rise
And ride the rainbow streets
Walking endlessly alone
I see the gulls on the pier
I wish I were a God
And like the dog I am
Just a fool for my lust
And I’m thinking of you
And I’m thinking of me
Yes I’m thinking of us

Oh honey
This is not a romance
Just a perfect ending
To a perfect night
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I can smell your thoughts
It’s like a spark in your eyes
You’re thinking of him
And then loves just to die
Simply turn around
The original sin
And it leaves a thorn
Leaves a thorn in your heart
So I pick a rose
And it’s a waste of time
When Pickwick dies
With a bitter taste
Oh honey
This is not a romance
It’s the perfect ending
To a perfect night