Surgical Thoughts

I want to cut you open, break your heart, then electrify it and make it race
Make you live like never before on a surgery table
For just a few moments, before we all die

But if you knew how I felt, this would all make more sense

And I want to take the streetlights, pull the light bulbs off
Make you a bouquet of these beautiful lights
Or take all the stars, and make you some earrings
To dangle against your softly lit skin

Oh, if you only knew how I thought, you'd let me into your home
And give me a place on your couch

Oh why do the birds always fly south for the winter
Why do they always fly south..