By Carlius
What was it when I looked at you
What power has chained me through and through
That binds my heart with links so tight
That I cannot live without the sight of you
What nameles thing has captured me
And made me powerless to fly
The name of love does not apply
Its commonness can not describe
The hunted haunted painful cry
That my heart makes for you
That my soul eternaly will make for you
To Skye...