A heavy haze has once again
Settled down upon my mind
My feet stumble underneath
As if wrapped about by twine
Some sickness has befallen me
Through heavy lids I try to peer
But in front of all that I can see
Is a mirage, a foggy likeness of
She that has ensorcelled me
I wouldn’t dare to call this love
Yet I know some fools who would
It is some sort of an affliction
So heal myself of this I should
But I cannot, so helplessly I go
I crave the softness of her touch
As it soothes my lonesome soul
I crave the beauty of her smile
When it shines upon my being
I crave the melody of her voice
With which to me she’s speaking
I crave the mystery of her gaze
In those sultry eyes I find reprieve
And I suspect she doesn’t care
Though otherwise I still believe
If she would but tear my heart out
I’d regain the steadiness of my feet
But while my dream does yet survive
I drag myself along this rainy street