I've seen you, And marveled at your beauty. I've heard you, And sat enchanted by your melody. I've felt you, And melted slowly in your passion... Now, a puddle am I, Lost in thoughts of your power, Kept imprisoned by nothing short of my own liberation. Left drawing lines with my mind's wondrous pen, "Come, sit beside me," I whisper words you'll never hear. I see you bend in such wonderful ways, A smile, a sultry a mission spent lost in space, All of me, seemingly pointless in direction, All of you, a star my ship sails nowhere to, A master's compass begs me to some strange land, A broken compass points me straight to you. My god! I am lost, wandering about aimlessly here, Gone intrepid pieces of some whimsical fantasy, Where you and I are hand-in-hand, Cheek-to-cheek, breast-to-breast, Dancing slowing to our song, Lost forever, forever long. Amiss I may be, But true is the arrow on which my blood runs red, Disharmony runs amok across the streets where I lay, But true the song that sings your name, So true the song that sings you name, Love...I need to sleep...here I come. Lost forever, forever long.
