Feb 24, 2005 19:35
She had a symptom. A wandering reason.
She held her demons in her lunch box.
Silk splendind skin and blue glossed eyes.
A wanting lust and discrtions died.
You kiss my neck and breath my name.
you just being and I'm alive.
I lead you down to the place of peace.
Your smiles affections burden me.
A wanting lust and subtitlties die just hold my hand and we will fly.
we never stopped to see the shadows dance
a timeless passion and a novel romance
if things could change and we did the same
then its a lovers tradgedy
just another symptom of a life thats gone crazy
She had a symptom. A pandering season.
she held her reasons in her pocket purse.
my crazy lover and soemthing wild
she holds my hand like a little child
so inooncent,and mild and free
her loveing embraces shatter me
you lead me down to the field of peace
your smiles affections burden me
and we never stopped to see the shadows dance
a timeless passion and a novel romance
if things could change and we did the same
then its a lovers tradgedy
just another symptom of a life thats gone crazy