what is this feeling that devours me?
can’t stand being a brat always in need.
the pain! the pain! mixed so sweetly
with memories so completely
alive with passionate sensations so
the pain is bittersweet to me you know
the skies are gray when you leave me my love
the flowers lose their hue my turtle dove
the gray! the gray! drives me crazy
i do nothing, become lazy
waiting for your return to wash away
the gray as i beg you to always stay