Stood up in a sunrise

Not living in disguise

Blown by the wind

He's such a mystery to me

Left by the back door

Drifted on a shore

Dependant on a virtual love

Wanting and ask for more

I gave my heart to thee

But you threw away the key

I think you've got the best of me

But your lies made all even worse for me

You're just a so dear lie

Coming and making up my mind

Why do your eyes feel sore

Why do I want more

You go and you'll never know

What your movements can show

Please set me free

Or tell me you're in love with me

I've let you take hold of me

I've let you control me

I thought the truth would hurt me

Instead it's you who hurts me

© Miss Zarashake

January 11th, 2000

For Guillaume Krin