The words sound so real
Sincere lies...

Love has a warmth
I have been burnt...

Give me a place to rest my tired head
Never will i be restless...

No more excuses, no more neglect, no more of what...

The sweetest thing that cannot amount,
To a spoonful of yellow honey...

Rocks and Stones staring at this path,
Of this road of life...

When it comes to you
Caution i throw to the four winds...

Rays of late realisation and enlightment,
Filter in through my mind's window...

If i was down on my luck
And lost everything...

I know volumes before any is spoken,
Telepathic words...

I take my mind back when i saw you,
I tear my thoughts away from the last time i had...

Thinking about us
All day thats what i think of...