When I first saw you for the 2nd time,
The look you gave me should've been a crime,
Nevertheless your sight was sign,
That my sore eyes were right on the line,
The things I want
The things I need
Your wings u taunt
An angelic seed
Your voice that
Im driven to heed
Without it my soul
Will tear n bleed
A endless hole
A pit in the bottom of me
Filled with blackest coal
Compressing the feelings u stole
Into a beautiful stone
A cold one that will warm your bone
And build a immovable home