My world so ordinary
under a black and white sky
People are cut out of dusty pages
from within books
The beautiful from folios of romance
The tired from newspapers
and me... I am a blank, clean sheet
in your midst
It wasn’t I who was Eve
It wasn’t I who bestole heaven
Albeit I’ve had it with tears
all my tears, so many tears
I exist for the purpose, of being loved
It wasn’t I who was Eve
It wasn’t I who bestole heaven
Don’t add to my faults
It wasn’t I, it wasn’t I
I am not!
…Eve
Heaven gusts cold winds
Hell bows with fire at the feet
And I… a paper puppet, must play along
I wasn’t Eve
I didn't rob Heaven
Though I’ve had it with tears
my tears, so many tears
I exist for the purpose, of being loved, but I know…
Before I turn into ashes
I want to be a great flame
I want to rise above the world
Afar, to the stars
Thaw Heaven with this dream