For all the pain
I have been through...

The currency of love
Is a wonderful thing...

A book of love
War and death...

The fire blazes
Burning bright...

Starving hungry
I roam the streets...

A lovers tale
Of hearts combined...

This white stuff on the ground,
All soft and hardly sound...

I'm searching for a guy,
Yes, it's true...

A dream of lust
Love and fire...

We celebrate the good occasions
And forget about the bad...

Artistically
You wore me down...

The doors open
As I move nearer...