Is this what I have to become
All my nature and being to be undone
Is the cover that entire people can see?
Is there a place in this world for people like me?
Am I to walk alone?
To find no companion no desired attraction no love to be
A heart slattern broken, a soul gone dead
To walk this world in the world of dread
To see the couples link as one
To see the passion from the window open wide
To see passion I will not know for my self
In addition, to bring joy, pleasure, you decide.
I guess this is the life for me
To watch the world and let it be
And know that it is safe to say
No one to stand by my side
In the darkness, I call my home,
In the darkness I shall walk alone,
In the darkness I can always find
The piece of mind and the pleasure of the kind
In the darkness though there seems to be
A loneliness and a companion needs to be
To find one that sees the night as I do here
To find the right and to find pleasure still
To walk the night to walk alone
Is never a place to be and never should be done
To feel the wind upon my face, to feel the rain as it cleans me
To miss the feel the touch the passion still
To miss a kiss or deeper passion that is will
To find a one that sees in me
To find one that will complete me
Dought one will find what is it I seek
Therefore, I walk alone in the darkness I walk alone endlessly
When the body dies it goes to ground, but my soul has been unbound
to wonder this earth still in search, for that completness that dwells inside
empty feeling and no emotion may try, to get more out of my soul then a contented sigh
death frees the soul to find what is long lost and sought, for me i know no what nor care
for death has sent me into a wondering with no fear
but what brings with the death of the soul when he can not seek what he needs what brings him to be
where must one go to be freei
if this must be the limbo i must be in for all days to come
to rind the wind alone, till that i am undone
How do you measure a man
with his passion or heart
such a withered thing for me that it has begun to rot
how about his prowess in bed
ahhh fleeting for there is truelly comes to end
for that a messure of a truest man i have seen
is one that would stand next to you endlessly
a man that is tender and kind
one that will fight for your honor and will when your smile
one who will be glad when you are glad
and will be your shoulder when needed for a while
what is a messure of a man i ask you tell me
what is the measure that you see