Come into my parlour says the spider to the fly. Whispering sweet promises of things that make you sigh Dreams become realties, realities then dreams And all your thoughts and fantasies are channeled then set free
Come into my parlour says the spider to the fly. Have you really truly known yourself and ever wondered why To open up and feel complete you have to take a chance Don�t you think it�s really time that you learned how to dance?
Spider sidles over to the curious nervous fly Takes you by the hand and hears your infamous deep sigh Holds you in the palm of my hand and gently with care Squeezes and caresses you until you gasp for air
I�m not here to hurt you, nor promise things I�ll do I am here to be your warmth and laughter, smiles and loving too So far we may be and long is our road to realizing dreams But fate is a master of disguise with all his ways and means
So all but you and all but I will understand this text For we have drawn each other close through all the bad and best I�ll be with you one day and when he Fate decrees so I�ll look into the eyes one someone dear I�ve come to know.
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