Fistful of Love

I was lying in my bed last night staring  
At a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel




We live together in a photograph of time

I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know that you can't tell me


So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion

I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love

I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion








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