sometimes i'd look to the moonlight sky.
just to see if my tears would dry.
just hoping a spaceship would land.
to make everything bad turn to grand.
i can walk aboard and thank the stars.
and maybe our love would just be a little better.
or maybe our love would just turn out bitter.
our love is like a lava lamp with no lava.
oh, I've been in the place before.
I don't want to go there again.
maybe my feelings would change and regain.
maybe I'd fly in the sky.
and just ask myself why..
why.. would this be happening.
our love so grand.
our love that was so true.
now, it's all blue....
I'd like your smile.
I loved your brown eyes.
I loved your kiss..
But that kiss would fade without bliss.
our love is like a lava lamp with no lava.
maybe this time...
our love would regain..
and it would become brand new.
Ain't it a shame...
that this love doesn't have a blame?
 
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