I shiver
When you say my name...

Taking over my life
Everyday, every night...

The cherished rose was ripped away
By an evil force in the light of day...

The putrid little fairy
sitting in a tree...

The wet streets of broken depression
The rain softly tapping the tops of our heads...

The morning mist below the trees
high above the faeries knees...

You have nothing I want
You have nothing I need...