Your love fills a void, |
My want to live cannot compete with my passion to die. |
Change without action remains an idea; |
Mindlessness ties its own noose. |
Be still foolishness runs by. |
Taken by love, surrendered by passion' condemned by my sin. |
Because you are rare; |
"If the right thing to do was easy, |
I'll give you my passion, |
Growing to learn, |