Vārdi: Pink Rays (The). Flirts. Abstract Love.

Hey girl,
I dont wanna be like you,
I dont wannna be like the sunshine that shapes your hair,
hey girl,
lines intercept lines,
they pass trough other lines,
in a pond,
in a lake,
in the ocean.

And here comes the question : is it better to love a desire?
Or maybe a memory?
Or maybe yourself?
Or nobody else than you?

Why do I ask these questions ?
Is it just because I already know the anwsers?
Oh my!
Oh why?

Well, I'm not tryin to be alone,
but I dont want anybody else
but you : my abstract love.