There's this damsel who's got my eye
Could only imagine she feels me
Based on what those pretty round browns reveals to me
Yet if we opened this box Pandora will surely have a fit
And once the feelings start to flow
They won't be able to quit
Funny how many women think I'm some kind of playboy
While I thought I was this hopeless romantic
There's one girl who'll tell you different
But she also claimed to be psychic...ah well
Back to this lady in distress
I'm willing to give her doubt's benefits
But gotta be more realistic
Turn her into the subject
While I author another
Thoughts of the Admirer
Keep this bottled up and at a distance
Cause Lord knows how things can change
With a blink of innocence
Me she might try to capture
And who knows...I just might let her
But right now I'll sit back
And let these figments linger for a minute more...
Seeing hazy thoughts through her crystals clear
I get lost as she draws near
The warmth of her breath
The only barrier between our parted lips
The only thing scarier
Is the passion heating this room
And we only caught a glimpse
We burn with desire
And her smile gets brighter
My hand caresses the back of her neck
The start of our inhibition release
We'll stop when there's nothing left
As our satisfaction limit peaks
Time eventually decreases
Came into her thoughts
Left with her heart
Yet it was my oxygen which depleted
Told her I'll heal any and all scars
Lines for years she's fought
To hear, who knew it was them I needed
And it was her who erased my fears
Nothing is so it seems
while every end has its means
There she goes stealing the scene
While you try and read in between
