I sit here alone and think,
what a dangerous thing to do.

Does Eros smile down on us when he see's our interaction?
Does Cupid notch an arrow when he see's we're in pain?
And Venus, does she boast when a couple marry?
Are there Gods looking down on us controlling our love?

I always come back
Regardless of what I do
I return to you

Not a day goes by when I don't yearn to hear your voice.
I sit there by the phone waiting for you to call but it never happens.
I miss you, why don't you miss me?
Why do you break my heart?
All I want is to hear the choir of angels that is your voice.