Oh, there is a dark music that plays within my soul that is darker that the blackest night like a song for the dead. Oh, when I despairΒ Β for a love that lives deep within your heart it seems as though all the world has died and all that is left is but a hollow shell that lives in a dread eternal night. Oh, how I long for your soft fingers upon my face and the love of your life giving arms and oh how I wish for my heart to play a happy song. Oh, a happy song for the love that grows for me in your lovely beating heart. Oh, how my life is devoid of all its meaning when there is a mystery and doubts cloud my mind. Oh, those dark doubts for all those things that have come to live within your heart and the mystery of your soul. Oh, how I wonder if you love me still or if you no longer dream of me or if I am a thing long forgotten. Oh, my heart grows ever fonder when I consider all the memories of you that play within my mind and my soul is wed to you forever. Oh, how it is forged made of flame. Oh, made of such a love with such depths I cannot measure. Oh, wrap me once again in your warm and soft loving arms and let us dance our dance of love till the mountains have all worn down and the sky has spun its way into eternity.