Listening to you play
Each perfect note
Races through my heart
And tears apart my soul.
Yet through the notes
There's a fear, my fear
Fear of being rejected
Fear of being used
Fear of being hurt.
The tears will never dry up
As long as we are in this limbo
Falling into a desperate, clinging
State of nothing.
Who's deceiving the other?
Because so many people
Can't be wrong.
Our lives, our worlds
Were never meant to collide
Two people from opposite ends
That just for one, sweet moment
Thought we were the same.
(c) 2000 --*~Mistress Fetisha~*--
