The moon makes her face light up like a paradise
I try so hard but hell she knows my hands are tied

I can break a lot of hearts like spit, smoke, fire
But somehow her eyes have got a flame and she can light up my  feelings on a pyre

The wind has made me crazy or is it the way she walks
Her feet leaving footprints in the sand of my heart
I am the hunter and she is my fox, I wanna cage her but at the same time
I wanna see her as free as the darkness which engulfs my stars

She dosent say much when I touch her the way I need
But her soft sighs make me smile like a creep

The swwetness in her voice is like honey
But still, some times it stings, inflicting a burning pain like my lifes irony

There are no words with which I could describe her
No emotions which could stop my soul to die for her
There just nothing in the stars or the sun
Which is even capable of standing next to her..