The Poet

You stole a poem from a book

Made believe that it was yours

You seduced me with those words

And I couldn't help but fall

I fell in love with you that night

I let the lyrics speak to me

They cast a spell upon my heart

With their sensuality

The truth is you were faking it

That beautiful verse was counterfeit

Caught you doin' a de Bergerac

You may be cute yeah

But I need deeper than that

If writing on paper can steal my heart away

Just imagine what his lips on my body would say

If words were kisses he'd be making love to me

Arousing my emotions, touching me with poetry

(I want the poet)

Take my eyes, my heart, my soul, For without thee, I'm incomplete, unwhole

Baby you were well rehearsed

With your borrowed pick up lines

Your pretty eyes gave you away

Body language doesn't lie

(The truth is)

The truth is I'm not faking it

He stole my words, he's counterfeit

(Cos I'm the poet)

I'm not doing a de Bergerac

You need to hear me girl

I'm deeper than that

If writing on paper can steal your heart away

Just imagine what my lips on your body would say

If words were kisses you'd be making love with me

With me

The wind howls - the earth shakes

The rivers flood - the dam breaks

I gotta hear his voice - I gotta touch his skin

Gonna search the world 'til I find him

Thine kiss is unknown to me

Shall there be no reason yet to breathe

And if your heart is spoken for

Condemned am I forever more