A bird of white came to me,
The sun mirrored her beauty sweet,
A symbol of love and peace,
Her beauty was sought throughout the land,
As she flew among the green leaves.
My heart turned black with envy,
As the white beauty flew among the ivory towers,
So far from view,
That so many have rarely seen,
My deepest darkest secret.
How I wish I could surrender my soul,
Shed the clothes that became my skin,
See the lies that that burn within my needing,
How I wish I'd chosen the darkness from the cold,
How I wish I'd scream out loud.
Instead I've found no meaning,
I guess it's time I run far,
Far away find comfort in the pain,
All pleasure's the same,
It keep's me from trouble.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble,
Far, far away find the comfort in the pain,
It's more than just words: it's just tears and pain,
All pleasure the same; it just keep's me from trouble,
It's more than just words: it's just tears and pain.
Someone once told me that true love will hold onto those, on whom it held,
How I wish it were true,
How I wish someone would say ' Let me love you'.
As for me,
To love alone,
To make you happy,
To do nothing,
Which would contradict,
Your wishes,
This is my destiny,
And the meaning of my life,
There is a moment when I look at you,
And no speech is left in me,
My tongue breaks,
Then the fire rises under my skin and I tremble,
And go pale for I am dying of such love, or so it seems to me.
Everything eventually ends.
The last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book,
Endings are inevitable.
Leaves fall,
We close the book
We're moving on, and that hurts,
The white beauty was a mere speck as it flew into the distance along orange sky .