In the dark with the music on....

In the dark with the music on
i reflect on this life of mine
and the emptiness only your eyes have
that only knows how to b i t ch and whine

and those hands, your beautiful hands
there the only part of you i know
we connected so many times
that i almost savor every blow

and that heart of yours
that refuses to beat
and the hate in your eyes
my only defeat

how the chains you have on me
break into my skin
I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding
but only from within

and even if i were free
id cling just the same to you
these chains don't need to be visible
i know what I'm trained to do

id cry and beg
but in the end i would stay
this weak heart of mine
cant bear to betray

so forever and ever
ill push and ill shove
i promise never to abandon
i wont give up on love!

Within my book of memories.

Within my book of memories,
Are special thoughts of you.
And all the many nice things
You often say and do -

As I turn the pages,
And recall each single thought,
I realize the happiness
That knowing you has brought.

There are memories of the times we've shared
Both bright and sunny days.
There are memories of your kindness
And your friendly thoughtful ways.

There are memories of all those notes,
we would write back and forth,
When we would just get together,
And talk of this or that.

And when I recall these memories
As I go along life's way,
I find they grow more precious still
With every passing day.