Lylyth Side 2

I’m not going to give you grief,
I’m not going to give you pain.
I’ll cover your face with my sleeve,
To keep you away from the rain
I’m powerful as a Mistress
I’m caring as a bride
Correcting your deadly mistakes
Collecting your secrets to hide.
I’m not going to give you pleasure,
I’m not going to burn you down,
I’m keeping your smile as a treasure
For when you are not around.
I’m not going to be your fortune,
But I ‘m going to be your fate,
This love’s gonna be a torture
Served on a golden plate.
It’s not going to be a riddle,
My soul is an open book,
You are just stuck in the middle
Hung on an invisible hook.
I’m not going to be your savior,
But I’ll be your eternal light,
When confusions and odd behaviors
Will cause you an inner fight.
I will be your best intention,
I will be your last resort
An escape to another dimension,
Your personal secret fort.
I will be your starry midnight.
I will be a velvet haze,
A sunset of a summer daylight,
A dot in the end of your phrase.
I will be your perfect reflection,
Crooked by an invincible force,
Imperfectly twisted perfection,
I will always be yours.