Oh how the words escape me
But then again did I ever have them at all
The thrill sends a chill when she says she will break me
Into pieces so small
Small
Now her eyes overtake me
As the winters wind heeds her call
The thrill keeps me still but her whispers shake me
As the pieces start to fall
Lost between collided dreams
I wait for her touch
Though it seems my silent screams
Have proved too much