You're the reason why my hand keeps grabbing the pen

You're the reason why my hand

keeps grabbing the pen

And the reason why wheels in my brain

start to turn again.

You're also the reason why they stop 

and the reason they lock,

but thank God you've got the key to fix them up.

Have you built up a camera inside my eyes?

'Cuz even when I close them tight,

you're still on my mind.

And that sweet perfume you have

when you have nothing on at all -

it sometimes gets me on my knees,

sometimes I even start to crawl.

And then there's one more thing! - 

You make my heart want to sing,

and it sings like Mark or Shania Twain

that's why my hand grabs the pen!

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Honey, if you only knew

how it feels when the blood runs through

and it boils with 100 degrees or more.

But I'm feeling insecure

Honey, if you only saw

how much dust comes out of my scars

and you know it isn't smart

to hurt me more since they're on my heart..

I'm walking through the rain

I hope it'll wash away my shame

It'll wash away the lies I told

I feel that I am turning cold (But I don't want that)

Help me understand

how could I cause such pain?

By hurting you I hurt myself

Don't tell me it's too late..

Honey, I am being true

I know you're not that cruel

I know you have a heart of gold

Please do not make mine cold..

I'm feeling way too tired

so I'm walking through the fire

I  take a breath and breathe the flames

I hope they'll  burn away my pain

And I'm not joking

I might as well be frozen

Only your warm heart will make mine beat again..