Queen

They see what you saw in me and they want in
My bodies caving over yet my heart still wants to represent
I recall, the first time that we laid eyes
I felt my soul reach out and touch the skies
I was pulled up by a stream of butterflies,
It was the burn in my chest,
That made true love worth a try, like who knows?
Why wouldn't I be worth a shot?
At least that's what I thought, at least that's why I fought
For each blink a heart beat, I felt my soul get attached
I never meant to dwelve that deep,
And I still haven't reached the beach
I'm sinking in emotions, eyes drizzling from hypnosis,
Heart palpitating, mind stuck on psychosis
I felt it in my bone (I'm going to blow this!)
Self for filling prophecies, but at least I'm at peace!
But not being around you, split my heart in to pieces
Trust, Respect, Openness, Intimacy, Affection
These are the qualities she's blessed with
She turns a wordsmith in to a head spin
Her whispering words are as clear as a whirlwind
And even though it seems to late, my heart would never give in
But right now I'm settling in
N I'd be lying if I said I didn't think of you again
For a living King counts for nothing without his Queen
He's been dreaming about this feeling ever since he was sixteen
Late bloomer lost his flower next to a dumpster by the sewer
A nightmare he's wounded,
They think that he's gay cause he doesn't really want to chose none
He'd rather get smart, create art then pursue them,
While his soul keeps on pulling
Your his Ying to his Yang, while life keeps on bullshitting
He's alone in the dark, striding alone in the park
And gets a heart attack every time he hears her talk
She's a light, guiding his way through his heart
She puts Trust and Respect in Openness,
Cause she's Intimate with the fact that she's Affectionate!
And every sentence keeps blessing him,
Life's full of test, keeps on wondering should they attempt again,
For every second by her side felt like heaven sent,
And he do anything he could to go back again!
Trust, Respect, Openness, Intimacy, Affection
These are the qualities she's blessed with
She turns a wordsmith in to a head spin
Her whispering words are as clear as a whirlwind
And even though it seems to late, my heart would never give in
But right now I'm settling in,
N I'd be lying if I said I didn't think of you again
For a living King counts for nothing without his Queen