Your eyes seem to burn my delicate heart
And penetrate the depth of my very soul
Even though our love was a game from the start
It is I who must pay the player's toll.
Whispers that linger in an airy fashion
Like the crackle of a fresh winter's fire
But lacking the love and burning passion
Similar to the words of a liar.
Your brown eyes were a chilling affliction
Leaving me frozen in my own doubt
But your touch was a drug-like addiction
Stranded me like a fish in a drought
My body is healing with every day
But my soul has shattered and flown away
