Late night in lake park I wait for you to see me My eyes open Standing watch for hours Wearing your favorite thing
I awoke Pleasing you so slowly I'm giving you time And the soft light On your mad brow I'm asking you to show me how
Show me now Show me your second face Show me how you make Your second face
Fingers situate themselves In dark Moving the way that is so easy And in summer bright Your shout on the surface, warm
I throw a box-full Of oranges Syrup seeping out Searching for a season smell I run from you Then walk back to You, who I don't know I'm sniffing for a light
Show me now Show me your second face Show me how you make Your second face
What did I do to make you feel so bad? What did I do that you would make me feel so bad?
