Story of Lovers

Outdated books dusted with skin Our latent looks imprinted by sin You have have something that's mine Bring it to the library I want to read between the pages I don't have much time Hands holding covers Hips & thighs A story of lovers Only end in Goodbye You have something that's mine Bring it to the library I want to read you through the ages We don't have much time You say you want a happy ending But all i see is clean sheets Yours is not the only spine that's bending The same cries on repeat, repeat, repeat And still you know the shelves that hold me up And i know the spaces in between the words Take me back to the library Take me back before we run out of time