I wish that I was beautiful for you   I wish that I inspired tiny fireworks inside the way you do   So delicately made   A prayer left unprayed   Before the morning sky fades   Up to blue   And I wish that I was beautiful for you      I wish that somehow I could find a pill   For a quick fix modern tonic that would change me with one swallow I would kill   Watch folks line up to pay   Stare at me all day   But I’d turn them all away   If that be thy will   One tiny little innocuous pill      But a wish is just a pin   In a swimming pool of needles   If for one night you need the room   I wish to be your tomb   You can lie in me      Is it possible I’ve other things you need   But to be worthy of a single page out of one of those magazines you read   As glossy as a mirror   But mirrors never lie   They’re difficult on the eye   It’s true   And I wish that I was beautiful for you      I dreamed that we were travelling on a bus   Speeding along an unnamed plain towards somewhere and nowhere there was us   Our hands lay useless in our laps   Like beetles on their backs      We came to a stretch of road where a fire   Had burned the edges all along it looked as though the highway wore eyeliner   You kissed me by surprise   When I opened my eyes   You’d turned into some old guy   I screamed   But don’t forget of all these things I’ve only dreamed      If for one night you need the room   I will be your tomb   You can lie in me