I've grown so tired
Of being who I am...

In colorful life
One must try both black and white...

Your long, luscious lines
Hum beautiful melodies...

The loving embrace
Of a girl is so sweet...

This passion that comes at night
Sends chills down my spine...

I don't mean to rhyme
But every single time...

The horseman went up the hill
To see his love so dear...

Here for the fighting
But instead, they die...

In a moment, just a second
The mind can turn vicious, ferocious...

Darkness grows every day
Nothing to do but stop and pray...

Knocking, knocking
I hear the rumbling and rapping...

Your eyes
A pretty shade of blue...