I want to sing every love song to you
Somehow they all seem to convey the truth
Such sweet soliloquies never to be said by me
I'll expose what is real through thin veils of melody
The more real the more will to run in fear
Never ready to accept that change is near
Shut down mode triggered by what you feel
Yet I bet such smooth sounds will melt down that steel
Sealed away as it should be, as most treasures are
I'll forever contend to win the chance to hold your heart