All the while my day’s gone.
Twisted vision all day is torment.
As I slip into oblivion I scream
of the weakness my heart for rent.
Lend me a eye or an ear so
you may come as easily as go.
You might even begin to know
how deep my love for you grows.
Would I be a fool to love someone
without knowing who this is today
that see’s my torment loudly as
my eyes towards you were yesterday.
A journey would be a thousand miles
as if so I might get a glimpse of you.
Still you show yourself then retreat.
As if a phantom in my night would do.
What exactly would you simply say
if you knew the miles I’d go for you?
To see your smile that would be natural
like when I first started seeing you do.