In evident ways I keep my heart from bursting
I'm sick with clueless love
In dementia I dream in colors
Blackened by the night of dreary eyes
Hoping for a man to come and claim me
Be sweet to me and call me his own
In distant times of wailing in sleepless nights with out pillows to hide under
I want to be with you now in panic I search the night for you
In panic I search the heart for the unrequited letter of return
Searching hopeless for you
I vomit in my despair
Didn't you hear me calling
Could I come back
To unbroken dreams
Could I take the last flower from your garden and press it in between the pages of our love story
I could if you would let me
But I'm not well tonight
I'm searching violently for you
Crying for bells to ring
Leading me home