Chromates Soft Love
Fall like fountains
Drown in kiss throws
Weep like infants
Sweep like moonglow
The well-worn feeling of soft sad loving
Is hangin' by your side
The shell-shocked needing of early dreaming
It's worth all the fuss, worth all the fuss
Wasn't it worth all the fuss?
Writer/s: Brooke Waggoner
