Friday, March 25, 2005

Obsession

What can I do with my obsession
With the things I cannot see
Is there madness in my being
Is it the wind that moves the trees?
Sometimes You're further than the moon
Sometimes You're closer than my skin
And You surround me like a winter fog
You've come and burned me with a kiss
And my heart burns for You
My love for you
My heart for you
My life for you
All i am for you
And my heart burns...for You

1 Comments:

Blogger TheOlderWaiter said...

i do have that effect on the ladies.

March 28, 2005 at 6:07 AM  

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