Warm engulfing embrace, caressing as if it were lace… My body though the heat does effuse, my heart still doth refuse. Burn me up to a crisp with the blaze; let my eyes with death be a glaze. Flames swallow me until my body is burnt and hollow, for I will not live to see tomorrow.
The chill I cannot tolerate, your glance once passionate now holds hate. Where is the fire? Oh that lustful desire! Now all I see is the bitter glare; please bring back the ardor in that stare! Instead of love you are ice, full of malice and vice.
The way you made me feel, my soul into the air began to reel! I miss the weightless sensation that used to bring about extreme intoxication. Like a bird taking flight, my heart thudded with all its might. You set my heart alight.
But here I am on the street, with my tear drops pattering at my feet. I look into your lit windowpane, and I feel my heart begin to wane. Oh losing you was the worst pain, but loving you was my bane. So I'm sitting in this urban scene, remembering that romantic dream.
This fiery, icy theme has kept my heart flying to your room, crying at your feet.