ive been working on this heart of mine for a very long time.
pruning, trimming, making sure none is left behind.
ive been working on this heart to make a better home for you.
ive been killing things inside myself so that you can pass through.
ive been standing here, amongst the winds, battered and oppressed.
ive been standing here for quite some time, just trying to look my best.
ive been whistling your tune, such a beautiful one, in attempts to gain your attention.
ive been wanting you, desiring you.
placing myself in lovely detention.
so i stand here, behind these bars, catching merely glimpses of you.
i tuck my shirt, fold my collar.
make prip and proper my shoes.
i keep my eyes fixed, but never catching yours.
wanting simply a taste.
but i see you, youre so beautiful with him.
so i lay myself to waste.