Endless

Take me to the place
Where you think more and feel less
Or to the bookstore late
Where the choice is endless
I’m only lonely
Looking for the right hardcopy
I'm standing in your doorway
Where the view is endless

I’m in my best dress
Crumbling under your weight
Beneath the bookshelves
Giving me my best self
I’m in the place now
This is not fiction
Take off your clothes
I want to look at you

And our lives writtеn out
I see you got my character bound
And me I’m pretty complеx, complex
A literate voice with a good set of legs
I know you’re only lonely
Beneath the print you just want a good story
Well, read me baby, front to back
Because I’m endless

I like you [?] watching me get undressed
Beneath the construct I can tell I'm getting read
I’m in the place now
This is not fiction
Take off your clothes
I want to look at you

Take me to the place
Where you think more and feel less
Or to the bookstore late
Where the choice is endless
I’m only lonely
Looking for the right hardcopy
I'm standing in your doorway
Where the view is endless