Amyst Into The Stars
this dance will last until ballads guide him to hold her underneath the chandelier, and as he gives her a rose her eyes are watching you, her body is laced in string, her figure draws him closer, he bows to her as he kisses her hand, and as he gives her a rose her eyes are watching you trapped in glittering stones, silently hoping not to scare her away, at sundown we used to gather beneath the stars, we promised we would never fall apart, and as he gives her a rose her eyes are watching you trapped in her glittering stones
