A driving force, that digs deep.
I fear his heart, in a glass you keep.
The shallow hope, that burns within.
A sightless guard, you've found in him.
A kindling high, you do not fear.
To give the man, who's lived in tears.
Your two kind words, are more to him.
Than scrooge's wealth, that never grows thin.
A smile, a laugh a thoughtless kiss.
Is all he needs to reminisce.
Of the time he knew a driving force.
The girl who left his heart so cold.