CLOTHESPINS AND CHEMICALS -


Fingers click, flashes flash,
The shutter blinks, and your picture catch,
Negatives, all in a row,
And our love is … clothespins and chemicals …

Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …

Let your guard down, and ill capture your candid side,
This nonchalant self’s, not attractive as the one that you’re hiding,
My album’s brimming, with your poses, with your winning smile,
But I’m only framing the glimpses of your inner child …

Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …

But I can’t seem to find the right light for you …

This telephoto lens is where it all begins,
And will this dark room love, develop into something more …

And our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …
Our love, our love is, clothespins and chemicals …

And I can’t seem to find the right light for you …
You’re always out of focus …