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Tuesday, April 7, 2026

NZ L'Amour Looks Something Like You. Moving

 

 

You came out of the night
wearing a mask
in white colour

My eyes were shining
On the wine
and your aura

All in order
we move
into the boudoir

But too soon
the morning has
resumed

I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon
you look like an angel
sleeping it off
at the station
Were you only passing
through?

I'm dying for you just
to touch me
and feel all the energy
rushing right up
at me
L'amour
looks something
like
you

The thought of you
sends me shivery
I'm dressed in lace, sailing down a black reverie

My heart
is thrown
to the pebbles
and the boatmen

All the time
I find
I'm living
in that evening
with that feeling
of sticky love
inside

I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon
You look like an angel
sleeping it off
at the station
Were you only passing
through?

I'm dying for you just
to touch me
and feel all the energy
rushing right up
at me

L'amour
looks something
like
you

L'amour
looks something
like
you
L'amour
looks something
like
you

 

Moving stranger
does it really matter?
As long as you're not afraid
to feel

Touch me, hold me
How my open arms
ache
Try to fall for me

How I'm moved
how you move me
with your beauty's
potency

You give me life
Please don't let me go
You crush the lily in my soul
soul
soul

Moving liquid
So I’m just as water
flow around all that comes
in your way

Don't think it over
always takes you over
sets your spirit dancing

How I'm moved
how you move me
with your beauty's
potency

You give me life (You give me life)
Please don't let me go (You give me life, so please don't let me go)
You give me life (You give me life)
Please don't let me go (You give me life, so please don't let me go)
Oh, you give me life (Ah, you give me life)
Please don't let me go (You give me life, so please don't let me go)
You crush the lily in my soul (La-la-la-la-la, lily)
Soul (La-la-la-la-la, lily)
Soul (La-la-la-la-la, lily)

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