THE MUSE
THE MUSE The muse isn’t physically present anymore There was a time that I could simply look over at her... Her beauty, her darkness, her intensity Igniting instant fire in me from somewhere deep
OBVIOUS
OBVIOUS It’s obvious that you know what to do with me Walking down this well lit corridor Every shadow crystal clear No place to hide No reason to run I am vulnerable & open
YOUR EYES
YOUR EYES Your eyes own something in me Returning to you I saw them before anything else Haunting, beautiful, deep, intense I knew immediately they were owner's eyes They proved it quickly Owning That