Where from I begin to tell?
My heart for you, my heart, oh well!
Four months and gone, such heavy charm
I dream I lay by your arms.
Just hold me tight when my lips shake
Fall down and crumble, fall down and break.
Oh my man, my muse, my fate,
I wish I hadn’t been so late,
To woo your sorrows and begone
All the monsters you should’ve won.
Your eyes, your lips, your perfect face
Have pushed so many hearts to race.
They say that it isn’t pure,
How can be they so sure?
When hoards of tears we’ve endured.
Who is to say, if I may
Be a man and love a man the same,
To feel his skin, to feel his heart
So fragile as a hurt kid’s art.
Well, they won’t know how it feels
In your arms when my body reels.
Love is love and hate is hate
And being adored in one kind state
Which doesn’t come from all the lust
It takes heartbreaks to feel the trust.
And I found that in your life
Where came to end my endless strife.
So let them burn if they must so
We’ll just wave and let them go.
And if you fear, ever for once
Just know that a man is dunce
And so am I, and so are they,
But you’ll always find me at the end of the day.