Desperate Joy

On the fringe of the ultimate high
You'll find her riding
Tracing the sky
On speed
She'll be flashing her glittering eyes
Selling feelings
For a packet of sympathy

But she doesn't care a thing for the world
Except for it all
Except for it all
It's the way
When your veins are on fire

She will grasp
She will catch
But not know why
Watch out for her charms, they're a ploy
They're a cry
of desperate joy

She will love
She will love
She will crumble and cry
Watch out for her tears, or you'll die
of her joy
desperate joy

She will waltz with the flowers, their acid aroma
Romancing them all
Romancing them all
Like a queen
like a superstar laser beam

She will grasp
She will catch
But not know why
Watch out for her charms, they're a ploy
They're a cry
of desperate joy

She will love
She will love
She will crumble and cry
Watch out for her tears, or you'll die
of her joy
desperate joy

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.