JAZZ

I wanna make you feel better, better than your fairy tales, better than your best dreams.

 Oh, but I know you care. I know it is always been there, but there is trouble ahead-I can feel it.

 

 

 I wanna run to you, I wanna run to you. Won't you hold me in your arms and keep me safe from harm?

 

It’s my mouth I can say what I want to.

 

So I guess the fortune teller's right. Should have seen just what was there, and not some holy light.