Gigil

Ending again gives a call,

To one fine spring night,

Melancholia is holding a snowdrop,

Will it just last till my fare ends?

I fancy you is what I wanna say...

Will you just purple me till the deal dies?

I know its fake but its cromulent,

I know it's you but it's a vague,

My life is a fantasy says the world,

But looking down at me I'll say it's a tragedy...

 The hold-up of magic and tragedy...

Cuz I'm illogic.

A call comes from the song, 

With the winter clearing all along,

Just stay with me forever be that as it may,

Shalom, Bae, it's your mirror reflection fond you the way.