Happy Endings

You are naked

Standing at the other end of this poison arrow

I am William Tell and you are the girl with the golden apple

You are hungry to be swept off your feet

You want to do this out in the open

But my aim is often weak

And you fear my shoulders sloping

Your split ends will end up falling anyway

Before the weight of the apple world

Gets to turn them all grey

And your eyes they need

Calming down

Well you are wise

And you are free

To let the apple touch the ground

Or keep standing tall

This won't hurt at all

You are half asleep

You're half of a girl, half of a child

Maybe five feet deep

You're as tall as the world, up to your eyes

And you've been hogging all the sheets

Often balling them up, even drawing a line

And spending half of your time deciding to roll over

When you do I'll there with a smile

Expanding far and wide

And I'll pull you in much closer

In my dreams you are queen of the ball

And sometimes you off my head

But to me that's a happy ending

For you I'd fall

'Cause that wouldn't hurt at

All

Not at all

While this woman is sleeping here

I tell her what I can't define but I wake her

Powerful but hardly will she ever hear them

The secrets that I've saved up

You are famous, indeed

For all your shyness

Ain't that sweet

Now ain't this a fine mess

We're in so deep

I must have got lost in the process

Just let things be easy

And an honest boy you've made me

Because the solace that you gave me

Was proven problems ain't the main thing to fall upon

The archer's sloping shoulders

Well any story's tale is tall

Thus reminding love is allegorical

I mean the goal here after all

Is not to hurt at all