The Bipolar Disorder Project - L'inevitable

I hear her laughter
Her red heart beating
This lonely traveler
This feeling yearning

This garden I see
Of fire and brimstone
No life grows at its feet
Always forlorn

My eyes befell on her dance, a damsel fair
Untarnished pure, radiating light
Would you come and meet this friend of the night
Into my lair
My lair

My empty soul, it pines for a caress
And I shall not sit forevermore
She will be mine, through love or duress
I will prevail, this prison will keep me no more

And when she'll close her eyes
She will see mine

Written by:
Robert Cotoros

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