It Sparkles! - Stephen Duffy, Nigel Kennedy

The advent calendars of her eyes

As she sparkles her surprise

The marvels of the Milky Way

Are but a candle to her

I kissed but she did not kiss back

Temptations of the saints

And though the leaves are falling fast

She still thinks she ain’t

And she’s going to blow my mind

This time

So we set out for the Sun

A generation on the run

The ones who hid by moving trains

Pretending destinations

Now fighting everyone she knows

And some imaginary foes

My campus bride for whom truth slips

Beyond her finger tips

And she’s going to blow my mind

This time

I’ve been sitting on the corner of my street

Waiting for her, waiting for her

And I don’t know if she sparkles when she speaks

If I could love her anymore

I won’t deny that we had fun

More than I can say for some

With just so many years to live

In which nothing gives

Two courting birds wheeled away

Against the opalescent grey

My campus bride and I just sit

Certain this is it

And she’s going to blow her mind

If she can find the time