St. Valentine And Cupid Can Kick Rocks
Valentine's Day is coming up,
or so they tell me.
I never really remember the date
It never mattered to me.
This year I know who I want to spend the day with
This year I know who I’d like buy flowers for
This year I know who I want to call beautiful
I’d love to have rented a cabin in the woods,
Made us dinner,
Taken a bath together,
until the stars come out.
when the moon is alive
and the starlight dances on your skin,
then I’d like to have taken you to bed
and look into your eyes
what people do
on Valentine's Day…
that’s a nice fantasy I have.
I’ll probably still be thinking about it,
as I drink alone,
on Valentine’s Day.