I spoke of you today
And that woman in the red, purring dress
You've got her now
You don't need me and my spirituality
You don't need my heart
You don't need my firm, yet loving glance
You don't need me in your life
And that is something I must come to accept
That you are gone
You will never love me
For I was something materialistic to you
Something unfathomable to your simple mind
I wanted more than a superficial glitz
A flirty fun deal
No I wanted your soul
I loved your soul
I fell do deeply in love with it
And I cannot bear to tell you
That my soul still yearns for you
She searches for those Brown eyes
That she loved so dearly...
So I succumb to my futile thoughts
Those tonight's thoughts of loving you once again
But I squandered
I was mistaken
And now I am left
With am emptiness
A pit
A soul that yearns for yours
Because today, I spoke of you
Once again.