Treasure Island

Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Crazy In Love


I watched the mist roll along the ground,
It was a cold and moonless night;
I thought I saw you standing there,
I knew that couldn't be right

But I seem to see you everywhere,
No matter where I go;
In light, in shadows, in the corner of my room,
In summer's sun and winter's snow

I got it bad and there is no cure,
It's a sickness they call love;
There's no medication, and frequently
The symptoms can get pretty rough

You see and hear things that aren't there,
But you want them to be there so bad;
Your mind plays tricks, and your heart plays along,
It's the alternative to going mad

So I'll keep playing this harmless game,
I'll pretend you're in love with me;
Who knows, maybe someday you'll play the game
And we'll both plead insanity!

Submitted: Thursday, April 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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