But still divine
That kiss
At six
Did a lot for me
I am breathing again
And so many things
Seem real again

I think I know you better
Than I thought
And coincidence
Means nothing
Your eyes
And your kiss
Are adrenalin

I cannot stop writing
And the music in my head
Is pounding:
Before my eyes
Everything is now an inspiration
And all I can see
Are pictures I will paint

You deny
Your beauty:
And yet I'd give my everything
To heal the damage on your wrists
I've always known that you were something
But now you've given me sight again
You hauled me from the underground
Back into myself

I cannot stop writing
And I cannot stop thinking of you!