(Carmen De Rosas)
Where have you gone? So far away....
I'd like to be there too,
To rest my heart
So that from its wounds
Every drop is not lost forever.
I'd like to fall
In a deep deep sleep
And silently walk into your dreams,
Never to leave them again.
I'd like to cause you great pain to lick
Craving your wounds,
To feel the taste
And mix the essence inside of me.
Secret thoughts that no-one will ever know
Will continue to run
Confused and anxious in my mind,
While the desire will torment my body.
Tired and cold,
The cold of the wet ground.
Where have you gone? So far away....
I'd like to be there too,
To rest my heart
So that from its wounds
Every drop is not lost forever.
I'd like to fall
In a deep deep sleep
And silently walk into your dreams,
Never to leave them again.
I'd like to cause you great pain to lick
Craving your wounds,
To feel the taste
And mix the essence inside of me.
Secret thoughts that no-one will ever know
Will continue to run
Confused and anxious in my mind,
While the desire will torment my body.
Tired and cold,
The cold of the wet ground.