I lay weeping sorrow tasting your vanity on my tongue,
my lust was in vain but my dear I still am feeling the pain,
justice I say as I curse your name,
why oh why could i not make you feel the same,
please I detest this shame,
and your little game.
Honey why must I pretend,
I want to caress your memory,
but again I fall through the trees,
I'm helpless, hopeless,
knowing this need,
as you find me pleading
I am a mirror of destruction as I lie here bleeding,
and throbbing with my desire,
my desire for you,
my heart is here for you,
but why do I keep running back to you,
My burning flame beckons your spirit to mine,
but I cannot confine,
a bird that just wanted to fly,
fly to the moon,
I give you my wounded wings,
and I will give you my song,
so you can sing,
my blue bird,
the gift I gave you,
is this burning love,
that could never come true,
so fly away blue bird
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