something from Ivana's Away MEssage...
There's a knock on the door and love walks through. And lights a fire and smiles a smile. As if love were going to stay awhile. And the fire breathes and weaves its spell. But then love runs out of lies to tell. For love is restless, love's a flirt. Love has places to go and people to hurt. So here's the shovel to smother the flame. Tomorrow you'll barely remember my name. And I'll try to forget you, my dearest one. As a prisoner tries to forget the sun. For life holds no purpose and love holds no charms. Since I beheld you in another's arms.