Like a turning head, like a second look   Like a burning leaf of an open book.   Like a pounding sea, like a massive climb,   When your eyes first met with mine.      Like a broken word, like a tragic smile   Like a thousand steps or a single mile.   Like a lonely chance, like a sacage glow,   When you turned and said hello.      I was just about to go.   There were flowers on the ceiling.   You left me feeling,      Like a fading voice, like a closing door,   Like a dozen lies and a dozen more.   Like a twisted tongue, like a distant bark,   When we broke out into the dark.      Stars looked like burning sparks.   The lights were on but chilling.   You left me feeling,      Tired, I could not close my eyes.   On fire, but frozen inside.   To run or to hide.      Speechless, my words would not melt.   Whispered, I wanted to shout.   Without you I felt,      Like a fleeting thought, like a double life,   Like a gentle feel of a warming taste.   Like a plassive breath, like a cooling blow,   When you stopped and held me close.      Inside I nearly froze.   Your touch is almost healing,   You left me feeling,      Tired, I could not close my eyes.   On fire, but frozen inside.   To run or to hide.      Speechless, my words would not melt.   Whispered, I wanted to shout.   Without you I felt,      Like a setting sun, like a lost goodbye.   Like an incomplete lullaby.