Flamme À Lunettes

Acacia: My vision's not quite right
but glasses make me look a sight
Enough to give the world a fright
Like a sprite
Wearin specs

Jack: oh, fiery little sprite
Conflagration in the night
Don't play games with your sights
If it leaves you in the dark

Acacia: I prefer life all a blur 
I forget to wear my glasses
When I sing or share caresses
It feels good to close my eyes

Jack: oh, my pretty arsonist 
Let me clasp you close to me
Rip your clothes with my teeth
And tear them into confetti
To scatter as we kiss

Acacia: confetti?

Jack: on you and me

Acacia: all I see are stars
Suddenly some days
My eyes lead me astray
Faraway down the street
Until I can't bear to steal
glance at the sun
Or even look the sky 
straight in the eye
All I see are stars

Jack: I won't let you stray
I'll be your only guide
Let me be your pair of eyes
You'll be my special flame

Acacia: there's one thing I must confess 
Of five senses my hearing's best 
I'll never recognize you by
Relying on my eyes

Jack: smoldering embers
Alone in the dark
We'll raise cascades of sparks
As the clock of my heart
Strikes midnight we'll catch on fire
And blaze so bright 
you'll see the light

Both: all I see are stars
Suddenly some days
My eyes lead astray 
Faraway down the street
Until I can't bear to steal
glance at the sun
Or even look the sky
straight in the eye
All I see are stars

Jack: do you often sprout Italian icecream cones?

Acacia: only after I've snacked on spaghetti after midnight

What's that odd pitter patter?

Jack: that's just the rain. You like the rain?

Acacia: getting wet? No. But the sound it makes, yes.

storm's brewing, a thunderstorm?

Jack: a magnetic one