Her kisses burn across my face, I know she's wrong for
me.
I cannot hold back and lack of passion feeds the blind.
Her soft skin and craving eyes, I know I'm not supposed
to,
then comes the rush that closes my eyes and we kiss
away.
She leaves her mark somewhere inside, not very deep,
but still.
She says;I'm only doing this for me, and I know what
she means.
It could have been with anyone, it wouldn't have
mattered at all.
I felt nothing, neither did she, we only kissed to feed
the blind.
So brief and meaningless was the passion that we
shared.
So fine and innocent, a single word would have torn it
all apart.
I've tried to picture me, my life and what I've never
had,
please don't reject me even if the picture turns out
sad.
This is my life and I have lived through ups and downs.
I know I'm not a wise man but I'm neither a clown.
And for the first time in my life I really can't tell
good from bad.
I hear what you say but I will cherish the brief
moments we had.
Is it a world of hurt where people meet to feed the
blind,
close the doors for all mankind if only for the
briefest time?
Forget and give yourself away, whatever can I say.
Is this a world of hurt with people crawling through
the dirt?
For the first time in my life I really don't know so
help me out,
I know that I'm blind so please feed me, I need it so
badly.