Pour A Glass Of Love

~Give me a glass and our eyes will do the talking ~Maybe names could be exchanged ~By midday we'll tango,five you'll be flirting, and by six you'll be my ecstasy ~Stories will be told and secrets exposed, but be careful by night you'll fall in love ~And in the daylight you'll see me and remember that girl, yearning for her once again ~But we'll sit close to each other in silence with sober thoughts, forced out by meaningless words ~We'll hope for another night, but my liver is shriveled up