Who could know that deep inside
monsters, within you, reside...

In your arms I feel so safe,
-- It seems like I could drift away...

I hope that I've done the title justice =]
If only I could be your pillow...

Here I lay
No love to lust for...

Impossible places to
{kiss you (on your lips)} make me want to...

Mine is a face better kept hidden.
A screen, a wall, a roof, the darkness...

She was
*perfect...

Looking at the past
-- a scar I fear will stay...

Looking into warm, blue eyes
brings out the summer in my skies...

I cannot stop this lust; this urge
to kiss your perfect lips...

They say I'm not supposed to be
friends with those who're in love with me...

Lonely little angel
Got her wings so young...