French side sitting
it's wide-eyed and grinning
I'm hopelessly pinning
my heart to yours.

Lame duck receding
the pacifist's greeting
I'm at war again
over you.

Look the other way
I'm changing my stare
The cloud moves out of sight
But the sky's never bare

I look to your heart
this time through thickened glass doors
you say I look alright
as I pin mine to yours.