I
Bleed like...
As I walk through the cool night and into the damp...
That leads to the meadow...
I Love You more than my pride...
I'm sorry for when fighting I sound snide...
Does it matter?
Do I care...
Mad.
We're mad for each other...
The moon pulls the tide
like your heart pulls on mine...
Oh hey there Mr. Devil
You're not the Boss of me...
All those years ago, my dear,
You made my world complete...
Dried upon my face
these memories remain...
I close my eyes
And I see......you...
I won't let my first love to die;
I want to take it high, above the sky...
I want to hear you whisper
Put your lips to my ear...