Vague

She loves, doesn't love, |Never shows what she feels|It seems like she dreams is she ever for real|Her heads in the clouds |It's a flyin' machine|The girls all around turn in envious greed||She wants, doesn't want|What she steals with her eyes|Just window shopping', never stoppin' to buy|Reach out to touch her|But I'm touching thin air|Sometimes I wonder if somebody's there||(chorus)|She's the mist that you kiss when you're lost out at sea|Her beauty is vague with a capitol V|Her heart is a void, she's avoiding more everyday|I sail in her waters, but I'm losing my way||She laughs, doesn't laugh |Never learned how to cry|Flirts but it hurts when it's some other guy|Her arms feel warm to a homeless heart|But it's so unclear if she cares who you are||She gives, doesn't give |Cause it's all she can take|Tries not to yawn as she watches you shake|Smothers her lovers with a sensuous side|Paints on her lipstick and tells you to fly||(repeat chorus)||(bridge)|In time I'll climb to the top of her list|Won't even mind she's as vague as she is|Wish on a star that blows up in the sky|This vacuous Venus will someday be mine|