I am sorry for "I Have Done With You"
for I have not done with you...
I have not done with you.
Breathless is what you leave me...
in happiness and in tears
I find it hard to catch each gasp.
I am sorry for the pounding
that I have created
against your door
In pondering, I would believe
that the longing you receive
from it is none.
I will give it all...
I will throw it at your feet,
and let myself be trampled upon
once again.
For you I will bare each hope,
and welcome the prick
that draws my tears
For you I will give, and my heart belongs to you...
Long will I remain in your keeping
because
for you I will...
anything...
For you I will...