I used to look into your eyes,
and there was no place I'd rather be
I'd gaze at the stars and silvery moon
and imagine the feel of you holding me
I'd dream of your sweet untimely words
and my heart would pound so fast
and then a nightmare spun from my furious joy
in symmetry of pain's past
It took you to realize how much pain hurts
when you took back what you said
An explosion of pain inside my skull
like a bomb inside my head
And all along I actually believed
your hands would hold my heart
My feeble dreams were like a balloon
and your hand threw the dart.
