I'm writing out of pain and fear Your heart, a sheet of paper I almost put my name on it Then thought about my Shaper I'm writing out of love and lust Your eyes, a diamond necklace The way they spark could hypnotize Was warned that it was reckless I'm writing out of hope and shame Your voice, a siren's calling bound to the mast I stay, but still In love you had me falling I'm writing out of grief and doubt Your skin, a flame of fire My options: touch and turn to dust Or burn down in desire I'm writing out of anguish now Not guilt or aching sorrow Your heartfelt love for just one night I'm asking you to borrow But still, I fear, my gentle love Will make you want to stay Remorse will have me break your heart I'm losing either way I'm picturing my deathbed though The scene is so depressing Instead of you with me I'll have A lifetime spent on guessing