Carnation, what could it mean
It’s a matter of time for real
Carnation, what could conceal
Carnation sits by the door
A dumb metaphor
To reveal my intentions
One secret asking for more
To brighten her porch
When the lights not working
On this little screen
Her fantasies collide
And then she brings them to life
Spilling a drink on me
And I don’t mind
It’s a matter of what she feels
For a fool like me
Who’s been dreaming crazy dreams
All his life
The way that I feel
For another year or two?
I think your pictures are cool
You have consumed my total attention
And all that I want and more
And what nobody knows for sure
She can make me feel alright
So what’s in the world that you live for tonight?
Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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