Passion is not something to explain
It's choking...
Open wounds
My arms are sore...
She is my queen
I want her rosy lips...
How much more do I have
to miss you in order for you...
She is a young girl
Who wanted to be free...
It's Christmas Eve And I'm Heart Broken Because...
You held your heart to my chest
so I would remember the pound...
I stirred my thoughts
into the darkness of...
You give me a gift,
Wrapped up in a little box...
I'm ashamed of what I have done to you
Never thought it would turn out like this...
Another sleepless night
Another endless dream...
Inside the eye of a lonely wanderer
is a mother he loved so dear...