His smile is on my mind,
Makes me think of our time,
We spent wasting away,
In our forbidden hours at the bay.

But those were moons ago,
As time went on our hearts got old.
We forgot the spark,
That captured our hearts.

We used to spend hours
In fields of sweet flowers,
But we were so caught up
we forgot the world around us
and slowly the flowers began to rot.

Taking our love with them as they withered
And our once warm hearts were frozen over by a blizzard.
So we bid our goodbyes,
But were we being wise?

My heart is sore aching for him,
Worrying whether this is the end.
Did I waste that time of life
For it to only end with strife?

I think not!
I'll capture his heart,
chain him to me
and throw away the key.

He'll never look twice at another
For I'll put him in a slumber
Where his dreams will be plagued by me
And sweet dreams they'll be.