Of loving the one I've been with all year
I cherish the thought of feeling warm
The feeling had before "I" was born
But perish the thought of holding one near
Yet have a mind filled with just fear
They perish the thought of finding me
While filling their greed and laughing with glee
For I am the man with a torn soul
And the duration of the pain has taken it's toll
Yet I am the man of respect untold
But I can't take steps to be so bold