My eyes wander your way, linger, tempting a while    Waiting for the invitation of a half glance    The signal for me to commit more in guile    As we enter into the rhapsody of dance    From which siren state I hope you will call to me    And warm my so cold and lonely bed tonight       But the paralysis of failing resolve    Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh       No siren eyes these       They are the plea of a fragile soul       No siren eyes these       They wait on your call    I'm held in your thrall       This isn't the gaze of a casual observer    Nor the mental undressing of a passing lech    More than the end of the night    These eyes look further    My world I offer to you framed by arms outstretched    Please accept this silent supplication in faith    And in my forbidding room make me feel safe       But the paralysis of failing resolve    Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh       No siren eyes these       They are the plea of a fragile soul       No siren eyes these       They wait on your call    I'm held in your thrall       Please come close to me and embrace me, two as one    Let me feel the passionate touch of trembling flesh    It's been so long since I gave myself to someone    That I can't remember how it feels to be so blessed    The warmth of love is but a distant memory    That comes to haunt me in the deathly cold of night       But the paralysis of failing resolve    Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh       No siren eyes these       They are the plea of a fragile soul       No siren eyes these       They wait on your call    I'm held in your thrall       I've been broken too many times to mend this fragility of self