Your silent surrender
awakens the core of my being
Your beautiful eyes
they are the keys to my soul
they open me from within
Your talk is weak
but your voice is strong and heard
I don’t deserve this life of mine
but you certainly do

My step is sand where you stand
Your fragrance in my sheets suffocates me
Your robe enshrouds me in darkness untold
Long had I forgotten this gloom
Its penance, I now welcome
I yearn for your youth;
innocent in this barren plane
I want to weep but I can't
there's a void in my chest,
too deep to draw any tears
Come back to me again and again
My heart will never turn you away
Tend to this fire that you kindled
Abandon me not in the gutter
where first you rescued me
A lad with a glass cannon heart

Make me your thread
Knit my name deep inside
as it was when we were ten
Blissfully unaware