My eyes wander your way, linger, tempting a while
Waiting for the invitation of a half glance
The signal for me to commit more in guile
As we enter into the rhapsody of dance
From which siren state I hope you will call to me
And warm my so cold and lonely bed tonight
But the paralysis of failing resolve
Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh
No siren eyes these
They are the plea of a fragile soul
No siren eyes these
They wait on your call
I'm held in your thrall
This isn't the gaze of a casual observer
Nor the mental undressing of a passing lech
More than the end of the night
These eyes look further
My world I offer to you framed by arms outstretched
Please accept this silent supplication in faith
And in my forbidding room make me feel safe
But the paralysis of failing resolve
Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh
No siren eyes these
They are the plea of a fragile soul
No siren eyes these
They wait on your call
I'm held in your thrall
Please come close to me and embrace me, two as one
Let me feel the passionate touch of trembling flesh
It's been so long since I gave myself to someone
That I can't remember how it feels to be so blessed
The warmth of love is but a distant memory
That comes to haunt me in the deathly cold of night
But the paralysis of failing resolve
Outstrips the weakness of my craving flesh
No siren eyes these
They are the plea of a fragile soul
No siren eyes these
They wait on your call
I'm held in your thrall
I've been broken too many times to mend this fragility of self