I found the zenith (it is no bed nor building).
You talk in your sleep...

Poor sad girl
sits alone in the window...

A little girl
with tears in her eyes...

You want me so badly
the perfume of your love smothers me...

Oh, dear friend,
Why do you cry...

A knock at my door
pull myself up off the floor...

Hello
welcome to the beautiful disaster...

Don't look under the bed
you may not like what you see...

In the inky shadows
rests a clock...

Aren't i beautiful?
you think of me when no one's around...

Dark curls fall toward dark eyes
she tries to act out her surprise...

Friday night
the lights are dim...