The last words said were the slowest<br />
And the more your smile echoes<br />
The more your hands leave my touch<br />
The more my eyes burn<br />
With every sweet caress<br />
And i swear...<br />
If i ever learn<br />
To re-create that single day in my head<br />
That will be the day<br />
I'll find a way to carve my way<br />
Out of you<br />
Or at least carve you out of my heart<br />
This burning and our temple,<br />
I'll never understand<br />
Decisions made too simple<br />
Break me in to sand.<br />
..