Tonight i sang to you.
Tonight i cried for you.
Tonight i survived for you.
Tonight i thrived for you.
You I shall always love.
You are the only one i think of,
In thought of my future.
You are the suture,
To the open wound of my life.
You must be my wife.
This Love i feel, So overpowering.
This Love i feel, So obsessing.
A feeling much greater than love,
That everyday i become a Mourning Dove.
In the morning I scream from the nightmares,
And at night i weep for my greatest fears.
The fears of my future disapearing,
Through my fingers it is slipping.
The dreams, from which i scream,
Are of pain taken past extreme.
And my love for you is so candescent,
I'd disembowel myself for your amusement.
This feeling greater than youre shove,
It by far surpasses that of love.
Not another girl will ever catch my eye,
Not another woman for, will i die.
Never again do i want to love another,
Never again do i want to feel someother.
As death would not separate me from you,
I would stay here in this plain as a guardian for you.
I dont have faith in a great one, yet,
I pray everynight, to share this debt.
For you to love me like i do you.
To be there as death i go through.
Because,
Tonight i sang to you.
Tonight i cried for you.
Tonight i survived for you.
Tonight i thrived for you.