I saw him standing there at that place you like to go,
I followed him and made two right turns and a left… well you know,
He stood there staring like his eyes were caught in a fire,
And I watched how this place took you in as you leapt for desire,
I met him there the next day and two weeks after that,
To go over and see how your story had yet again fell flat,
I almost stepped closer to feel how his gaze would meet mine,
But I mirrored your moves and felt time slurp up our shine,
I wished so badly to carry him on my back and lead you out,
This place he likes to go wouldn’t allow me to take that route,
It was you that had to take your eyes off of the flame for a quit,
And see how he left a burn from your head all the way to your sprit,
I’d never make the mistake to bring you here again if I could,
If we would take the right out followed by two left turns, I would,
Your body would unmold and your eyes unstuck to the place where he’d go,
I’d take you to a new place where I would lead and I’d give you a show,
Because if I were that voice in your head, I’d be a voice you’d like to hear,
My whisper would be a sound of choice, not the production of tears,
I’d laugh and laugh and I’d tell you to join in without him too,
Because if I was the voice in your head I know you’d be the happy you.