He wrote a story in his head, A place where they were lovers; A home with little but a bed, And messed-up covers -- This a thing that's often done, But which we rarely see: The kind of lives we live, but only Within Fantasy
Other People's Feelings
He wrote a story in his head, A place where they were lovers; A home with little but a bed, And messed-up covers -- This a thing that's often done, But which we rarely see: The kind of lives we live, but only Within Fantasy