It is new to you
Kisses that pours...

Rescue me from the one who advocates
The one who becomes wilder each day...

Lay your hand on the one hand that slaps you
Your head on the lap of a dog...

Moving too close for comfort
Making her feel too much...

The stripe is clearly drawn at her foot
Her forehead drips with sweat...

He looks younger than before
More happier than ever...

The dampness on my cheeks are you
It seems as if love surrounds me even more...

Handed a gift on a silver platter
Received Carte blanche...

It is clamping me around my throat
The oath that I fear more than often...

Ironic that the wind would blow harder
On the day you threw up in my lap...

Against my skin plash the wetness below
Waters which are made up of tears...

I am a broken river washed ashore
The heart I adored is now like dust...