<b><i><font color=red>Rain cools my burning flesh. I stand alone again the view of falling stars. Wishes left unanswered. Why is  the trail and path so lonely. Responsibility screams at me. I cry back I have done my deed sold my body and soul to the example. Rocked the babies and loved beyond expectation even in the eyes of God. So why is pleasure of the past and body so wrong now that I can finally take it. Life is not fair, rules burn me till I cry. Tablets lay broken, as thunder and lightning dance on my soul.</i></font>

<center>Morning born of blond hair
stages dance at the fair
love is the question
lying there
does any one care

Tasted her softly in the wind
given freely life's early sin
do you feel you will win
I am the burden you
will lay me down

See me in dawning on the new stage
feel me in the after glow of your rage
take the body I give
let the dying of passion live

Music and harmony all will
die here at sea
cats dance on the bare stage
who will burn music's page

Focus your claws on me
will your love finally see
a voice in lavender green
watch the sky come alive

Smell lilac in the sin
build me a trundle bed in the glen
Take the wine burning within
taste me body and soul

All she has she gives
love inside her still lives
meet me in a sycamore tree
swing lovely wild mostly free

Love is what it is
passion still lives
mark a modern dream
passion still screams

knees knock to be
true to the soul
dies as you grow old
tempted in eyes of blond

Youth is the victim
lovers just move on
perfect in body
lost in soul

new is the passion
old is the gold
touch your face one last time
you could have been mine