Your caring eyes
say it all...

His hand over his own heart
His finger on the trigger...

My head is spinning round and round
As I sit here on the ground...

It wasnt meant to be this way
Now Im left with a million and one words to say...

My head is spinning round and round
As I sit here on the ground...

A lost soul all alone
A flame now flickering out...

You hold me in your arms. SO tightly I can feel...
The long, deep conversations. We spill our souls...