I see your hands shaking under your dark sweater
And all I want to do is share a warm embrace
With you

I feel like I'm waiting for a snow storm to pass
Just so I can crawl through to find someone
Like you

I walk on eggshells to keep you close to my heart
But I only see from the shadows of despair
For you

I am a lost cause
In the art of imperfections
Trying to find the right words
Is like an SOS out to sea
In two worlds, one has hope
And the other has truth
Cracks a half-smile and laughs
In my face
Shaking off the pressure,
I breathe in sequence
Appreciating every one I take
But it's true
I look at your face
And see nothing
My art form is expressionless
You need a man who looks at you
And paints you with his eyes
I'm not that man

I refused to cry
To show my weakness
To show the teardrops fall
Like the clearest waterfall.

I wanted them to stay there
To have winter come early
And freeze an icy tear on my cheek
So people could see my pain
The way I didn't know how.

Now I forever regret
The things I never tried
And on my icy cheek
It would read that--
Regret.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, darling,
I am not your Romeo.
I could shape and mold myself
In ways that would make you happy,
But I only look after myself.

It's a strange thing, being bit by a snake;
The venom is just too much to handle alone.
So it's no surprise that I shared the pain for
Four years to find that my soul-mate is nowhere near.