It brought me to you
Though you brought me to you, I think.
I don't know why, but
I keep searching and searching
For those eyes of consequence,
Those splendid mismatched eyes
That rake down my body of innocence
So seductive and true you are
We dance the dance between enemies and lovers
But to only find a dream within a dream
After all, it was just a peach
How could it be real?