Waiting for the sun to set,
And the stars to come out and play...

Should I do it for the pain I feel?
Or should I do it to make everything the same...

I live to love you,
But it may be the death of me...

When I was hurt,
You didn’t come running...

The fingers you do wish to touch,
The love in my eyes you see...

My darling can't you see,
Your pressure of not being here...

My love for you Paul,
Will never end...

I cannot think of anyone else,
Whom I'd rather spend my life...

Pieces of a shattered heart,
Not knowing were to go...

Red as the rose's lover's thorns,
Dark and bleeding for my monsieur...

My heart can't take the pain,
Of loosing my most adored...

Protect me from what I want,
A love in deep desires...