May. 11, 2003 - 5:03 p.m.
Your pain is inside me.
Your desire makes me burn.
Your thoughts echo in my head.
You call, I return.
There is a merging that happens when the wind strips you of your life
I can feel you inside of me, where once I was alone
The hurricane has passed through my soul and given birth
And somehow I melted into you and created this union
Your pain is inside me.
Your desire makes me burn.
Your thoughts echo in my head.
You call, I return.
Is there even any line now that separates you from me?
Where will it end, if it ends. Does it end?
Was there ever a time of separation, or is this for eternity??
These memories of future and past just makes the now a blend
Your pain is inside me.
Your desire makes me burn.
Your thoughts echo in my head.
You call, I return.
This is one. And the fear swallows me whole.
I came to play, and somewhere in the night whispers I lost the goal.
There is nothing else I want, and I am dying for more.
This skin belongs to you, my mind, thoughts, dreams, fears. The desire, this soul.
Your pain is inside me.
Your desire makes me burn.
Your thoughts echo in my head.
You call, I return.
Is my pain inside of you?
Does my desire make you burn?
Can you hear my thoughts inside your head?
If I call, will you return?
