Please take me to a place
Where you I'll never find...
For he, he listens
He listens deep...
She's my socket,
The source of my power...
When a clown can't smile
Not even with the make up on...
You still linger,
Right between the shadows of the folding moon...
Ink drips from my eyes like rain from the sky
As I spill my emotions on this old parchment...
The subtle difference between,
Myself still loving you...
Maybe once...
If Love could stand...
I’m not showered in love like the others
Even when I put my best efforts into you...
There's nothing you can say
You'll only make it worse...
Dark seen in daylight
in the place...
I still hear you-
The space that lies between my heart...