Eyes that follow me across the room.
Eyes that have such sorrow and gloom...

Theres not much left after the court makes my...
Those poor starving lawyers, clerks and judges...

Oh my pretty little Crush
you give me such a rush...

Its a beautiful world and full of splendor
whether its Spring, Summer, Fall or Winter...

An emptiness so full of itself beyond belief.
A void so ominous without firmament relief...

Such a sweet smile you share.
But you are not really there...

I was blinded by my obsession.
You were to be my possession...

Love blazes a trail.
We go through hell...

I could love you from afar.
I could blow you a big kiss...

A pal so sweet.
A buddy so dear...

Those happy go lucky days
and my ignorance was bliss...

I am a open book of magic most sour.
I am the tome of shadows you scour...