Omens Of Love


To love I have lost all that is self,
My memories have made the storm now subside
(I'm) casting my fate inside your soul
And these eyes are mine no more to seek

I pour myself in your virgin veins
And all that I see is through a passion's pain
'Cause I'm all hung-up over you
I'm losing myself loving you

Your wine is the blood
That drunkens my heart
With omens of love
And now that I am you
Woman I fear that you're not I
True love is so sublime and so blue

The storm has passed deep inside of me
Crushed by the calm of my insecurity
'Cause I'm all hung-up over you
I'm losing myself over you







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