1.Patchouli
I've got sunshine in the palms of my hands
Generating slowly into some kind of a wave of a trance
I'm reacting madly
If I was home I wouldn't be late to tell you
'Cause sure I would like to burn
But if I'm gonna burn then it must be fire
But now it burns, burns, burns, burns
So it must be fire but tell me love ain't this desire
I can't tell love from desire but it sure feels good
Must be something in the air
That I breathe that affects me wildly
And to put it as it makes my blood
Seethe is to express it mildly
Oh no, oh no! I wouldn't dream of dreaming that dream
'Cause sure I would like to burn
But if I'm gonna burn then it must be fire
But now it burns, burns, burns, burns
So it must be fire but tell me love ain't this desire
I can't tell love from desire but it sure feels good
2.You, Who Stole My Solitude
You, who stole my solitude
And expelled me into this mood
Who permitted you to intrude
So unelegant and rude？
You, who haunt me all day long
Who make me write this song
Of how you've done me wrong
You, who stole my solitude
The most precious thing I owned
I never will forgive you
You, who barricade my streets
Who leave me on retreat
Who haunt me in my sleep
And bitter what I eat
You, say what did you expect？
For a person who's infected
My association paths
Did you expect a love song？
You, who stole my solitude
The most precious thing I owned
I never will forgive you
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