I Aisha in the Paradise Café
She looked better than I've
She asked if I missed you
but I want to have a resting soul
Sometimes in the night, sure?
But never in the daylight
The good girl, and she swore to that
Well, Lord, we are chameleons
They say incense -burning thinkers
an d after -hour drinkers
Are at last in the moonlight
I limped to kiss her on the cheek
But I caught her on the lips,
surprisingly not awkward at all for her
Standing here, get a sense
but then here I am in the daylight
Accepting the past is the path to love
She's free and I like her
I wish I were more like her
what a fusion, what a brew
I miss you sometimes in the night,
oh but never in the daylight
I don't look back, back to wait
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