Silent nights, those sleepless times,
your absence burning me inside...

I'd wait for you in the rain,
wrapped up in my old yellow hood...

Sparks are lit,
curtains drawn...

How her moves articulate speech;
encapsulating, pure divine...

Three words,
hanging by the thread...

"Maybe I should let go
of everything I used to own.&quot...

You threw my heart into the flames
so to feed your dying affection...

Lost in this city of love,
she stumbled upon incidentally...

Before I say,
my last goodbyes...

The signs were there
subtle but present...

I can't seem to control a part of me,
that's aching to run back into your arms...

Green, greed.
Yellow, yearns...