Insomniac

Beneath soft pillows and wool pristine hearts made of gold and jewel

A love pure so rich and full

I can see it in your eyes

All of the things

That I've lost I will find again

Everything I've done doesn't define what I am.

All of the things

That are broken will still be fixed

Same old heart with the same old tricks

Hold me close and I'll hold back

Love lustful insomniac

Hearts yearns for an honest act of simple integrity.

All I wanted was a hug and a kiss

Just a little loving sentiment

Chivalrous to some extent, a strange anomaly.

Beneath soft pillows and wool, pristine hearts made of gold and jewel

A love pure so rich and full

I can see it in your eyes.