They say, my dame, our eyes are open windows to the soul
Forgive me if I try to find what your eyes tend to show
But while we're here, why don't you dear, pray tell me what you see,
Inside, this little mind, of mine
So take a seat, you're in for a treat, the show has yet to start
Perhaps we'll find a laugh, a sigh, or tears that break our hearts
But it would be an honor, sweet, if you'd grant me the gift of
your dearest company
(interlude)
Back and forth we go,
To and fro the moonlight river flows,
Can you feel the rising tide,
inside, as much as I?
So do you fear, the all-encroaching darkness in your heart;
The ever-creeping, slowly seeping, sinful yearnings barred?
What if I told you, there's no need to
be ashamed of, this craving of ours
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