Your solitude of golden thoughts
Best described with no words at all...
He means everything to me
with a voice of ten doves...
The knife in my hand
you on the phone...
- Do you want me? what's the matter?
- you're afraid some door will close...
Arms wrapped around me
like the sun's warm embrace...
My soul soars in the divine skies of our love,
our wings tangled to make one sail...
Love always somehow beyond reach,
cold fingers stretched to nothingness...
Still night,
Awkward moment...
Some days are good,
some days are bad...
Magma waves cleanse the heart,
bleeding crimson rain my soul will sever...
He said "Dear, Love, I can't
Believe I'm standing by your side...
I'll make a man out of you.
Don't think for a moment you'll be a thing like...