It’s already hard enough not to believe you...
It’s already hard enough trying not to care about you...
It’s hard enough not to want to live in the crystal eyes you possess...
It’s hard enough not to want to fly with your wings made out fo ice...

It’s easy to understand that you wont come back to me...
It’s easy to understand that you wont give into me...
It’s simple enough to understand that there isn’t enough of you to give...
It’s simple enough to understand that those eyes are so sad rain runs down in your heart...

Why wont you come to me?
Why wont you fall into my arms?
Why is my love for you taboo?
Why is the crimson that I lose not enough?

Oh, sweet child that, looking into the dark night, wanders...
Oh, sweet lover that, lost in their mind dies...
Oh, sweet mother that, sees nothing but that which cannot be spoken of...
Oh, sweet father that, loves his daughter only as much as shallowness of his heart...

I love you, that gives me wings...
I hate you, that gives me joy...
I woo you, that gives me despair...
I kill you, that gives me freedom...

Drug that infects my mind, it takes a hold and wont let go, like a babe clinging to its mothers breast...
Sorrow that infects my soul, it burns so much the scar wont heal, like winter frost on a summer rose...
Love that infects my life, it’s so alive it wont go away, like an ocean pouring on a fire...
You that infects my heart, not letting my choose my own path, like a light that only goes in one direction...

Hold me...
Love me...
Let go of me...
Free me...