I Held Out My Arms To Him

It Wouldn't Make For Sanity Would It, Living With The Devil.

Boredom Is A Pleasing Antidote For Fear

Will You Look Into My Eyes And Tell Me That You Love Me Now?

He Lacked Tenderness; He Was Rude; And He Had More Than A Streak Of Cruelty In Him; He Was A Thief And A Liar. He Stood For Everything She Feared And Hated And Despised; But She Knew She Could Love Him... This Was No Choice Made With The Mind.

…you Guessed That Somewhere, In Heaven Knew What Country And What Guise, There Was Someone Who Was Part Of Your Body And Your Brain, And That Without Him You Were Lost, A Straw Blown By The Wind.