by Ruby Tuesday
With sorrows deep
And loving fair
Sweetly perfumes
The sour air
The muse of my tragedy appears
Having eyes
As black as coal
Peer into my
Shattered soul
But still I want you always near
Razor hands and
Poison kiss
Voice is kind
But words do hiss
I'll suffer my desire for you dear
When you smile
I feel such fright
Evil masked by
Beauty bright
Untrue words say do not fear
Everyday I love you more
Everyday my heart grows sore
For you
All the time my love bleeds less
But it still I must confess
I do, love you
With sorrows deep
And loving fair
Sweetly perfumes
The sour air
The muse of my tragedy appears
Melpomene I love you dear
