Why did God do this to us?
Why did everyone have to despise us?
Did we do anything wrong?
Or is it just because into this world we were born?

How long has it been since the last time i saw your beautiful face?
they did not understand how pure our feelings for each other were...
We lived in a circle of loneliness
And the wounds they cut on our skins would remain the same

Living my true life is like secretly reading a forbidden book late at night when the world is asleep.
Being myself is like being stranded in a land where rain never stops falling
Speaking up my own truth in a dark trance of my deepest dreams.
Where my shadow is the only light i see.
Where my heartbeat is the only sound i hear.

I'm transparent and glass-like
Easily read,hands outstretched
Exposed and hurt,unto the world i am
My tunnels of night have no end...

If i could choose where and when...
I would go back to the day i first saw you. Swaggering on your way home without fear.
You said 'being a man is not about being a man. it is about living your life as your heart tells you'.
  
This forbidden passion we shared
These secret touches you poured into me
these kisses that healed my wounds.
You were the willow tree i leant on by the river of despair.....