Gazing into his eyes
There's nothing there...

Dreaming
Am I sleeping again...

This is the last time
I won't return after this...

We stand here, together
I hold onto your hand...

I stand here watching you
Trying to explain, to understand...

He knows a passion
An outburst of sin...

Her eyes follow you as you pace your cage
The emotions have died...

Calm and patient he stands
A view from a mountaintop...

I remember the ripe strawberries
And the crisp watermelon...

The bullet holes and blood pouring thick
the wall's been painted red and black...

Seductive smiles tempt our fate
Whispers release what we love and hate...

You are always in my thoughts
A presence that will never leave...