se pa rate
from my ai l ment
i am not myself
when he smiles at me
i forget
all the doctrines
i've been fed
and contested
by what branch
branch of sci e nce
you and no one else
no one else who can
fill my heart
up with roses
in the stead
of the dark thoughts
in my head
o my love,
look what's you've done
dear my love,
see what you've done?