Kersche

Last we've talked, you were pleading surrender

As we screamed our differences on common ground

You never admitted defeat, but smiled at the winner

And signed a treaty for a better heart to be found



Sometimes we've collided under wicked spy eyes

Said to each other hi and allowed our good manners to lie



I read some history about your "rendezvous"

You heard about me on the 10 o'clock news

But my hard won battle made me severely consider



Sometimes we've collided under wicked spy eyes

Said to each other hi and allowed our good manners to lie