Hiding Mask

The Obsessed

Compositor: The Obsessed

Waiting, watching. Spinning thoughts they torture me.
The words I spoke, mask I wore is no living part of me.
If you're gone now, you're leaving my heart just a shadow.
I've know a feeling like this feeling fro others
but you're like no other woman.
Pure heart, clean soul, maybe in some way I guided you.
Summer's torn away, Winter's doorway,
to the winds I spat and lies I threw.
Holding nothing, your Eyes they swim in front of me.
Words deceived, paths believed, tear this mask
away from me. Just a shadow... I love you