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