Wolf In Sheeps Clothing

How I long to feel enchanted,
by eyes that bare the soul,
behind this wall of mistrust
where sorrow's taken toll

How the arms that hold me
can make love feel anew
then take it all away again
when truth comes into view

How content they would surrender,
my love, my heart, my mind
should I come upon my treasure
where loyality is confined

How they gladly would betray me,
those eyes that look so deep
and how those arms could trick me
as they rock me off to sleep