Lyric Love comes crawling

"Love is Strange"
Dick told Twain,
"fan that distant spark
and realize the animal
within each beating heart".
Don t be stalling
when love comes crawling.

Dance, dance, dance -
here comes Lance.
You re my lump of clay.
I ll grade and critique your work today,
then s my turn to play.

No one can move you the way I do.
There s nothing left to hold on to
and no denying my shadow youor light.
I ll come to you in your dreams tonight.
Oh - yeah!