The phone lies still on the receiver
Yet, ironically, I hear her...

Listen.
For her heartbeat rages...

This deep voice desire boiling beneath skin
A feeling so haughty, it thinks it could win...

Tell me that I'm useless
And that I waste your time...

Masks and scary faces
All blooming in the dark...

Every night I dream of him
Of living in his grace...

My heart can take the pain
But I'm still here thinking why...

People come and people go
Like the leaves of spring and fall...

It hurts because I can't let go
So frightening I've lost control...

Let me fall beyond your wrath
I don't want to look back...

Those books of princesses and their knights
Who ride from far, and climb great heights...

A great magical desire
Creeps beneath my skin...