They come and go (Playing with Fire)

A shadow of my everyday
i think of time with looks and stares
Until the clock stuck done
i walk upon clouds so proud and shout
I am bound but un-tied in my ways
do i deserve even a gaze?
but i dare lay my eyes on attraction
i am the female lion
ready to pounce and attack them

Oh but everyday now must go by
where i can never lay upon my eyes
the mystery of a missed history
a unknown prediction of running and wishing
My vanity cannot control the sanity
it's over, now in the past


The match has lit
and in due time
imagination will run wild

You are the object in view
dressed in black, you look back
with no words
and stole bits of my heart
each and every time


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