Stangers walking
No clue where
Strangers talking
Someone, stop them there
Tortured souls
And tortured minds
Brought together
By erotic binds
Something's wrong
Somthing's amis
Finding the longing
Within her kiss
They teast to please
Feeling only with their minds
No way to ease
Emotions, quickly brought by lovers time
Mystery is the problem
The problems that he seeks
He's had this girl forever
But this one...just one week
She's perfect in everyway
As perfect as one can be
Nothing to make him stay
her lock not matching his key
Questions to answer
And answers to forget
People giving chances
And chances to regret
Times almost gone
who will he choose
It didnt take him long
Finding the girl...
-That he will forever loose
