Softly weeping as he begins to die,
she begs hime not to leave her side...
We used to watch the fires collide
in the night that i enjoy by your side...
Rather than enforcing my everlasting love to you,
I must learn to leave you alone...
Tell him i love to make these words
a song with his luscious lips...
This is a song I wrote. I hope you like it.
I close my eyes to escape the pain as it settles...
I tell her she's beautiful
I tell her she's kind...
Love is nothing if not sweet
love is nothing if not sour...
When you look at your mirror,
You will see only me...
When she dissect my heart,
She couldn't find a drop of blood...
This life is not enough for me,
To love you completely...
Sunday morning
It is Sunday morning...
Without ears-
I keep talking to you...