Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with

i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me

I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…

eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given

i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body

The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely

I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men

I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand

“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know