A shadow forms in my mind,
dark and mysterious it lurks from behind...

How can I fill a cup already full
How can I enter a heart already owned...

O little flower, how lovely you are to me.
for just a glance you took a lot of my missery...

Voices keep ringing in my head
pounding,screaming,bashing to get out...

Days took me to come up a gift for you,
a thing of great value one that you'd be...