I can’t stop this;
The feelings inside.
It’s so wrong.
Perhaps it’s always been right?
Together we will find the light.
Each day you burrow deeper,
Into my mind.
You’ve stolen my thoughts,
Such a stunning crime.
A fight of passion,
A fit of rage.
It’s true, they say I’m a tin man.
My heart was cold until
You I saw,
With all hell’s intensity I finally thawed.
The one I want I cannot have.
This is truly a curse,
One I cannot cope.
So I pray for an escape,
I make my way.
I will fix my broken heart
And hope it stays.
The feelings inside.
It’s so wrong.
Perhaps it’s always been right?
Together we will find the light.
Each day you burrow deeper,
Into my mind.
You’ve stolen my thoughts,
Such a stunning crime.
A fight of passion,
A fit of rage.
It’s true, they say I’m a tin man.
My heart was cold until
You I saw,
With all hell’s intensity I finally thawed.
The one I want I cannot have.
This is truly a curse,
One I cannot cope.
So I pray for an escape,
I make my way.
I will fix my broken heart
And hope it stays.

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