You would to blossom
Into my loneliness
You would to blossom
Blue and green
Partridge's blood, red and clear
I would overcome all the pain and cruelty
To be exiled
Exiled in your eyes
To be prisoned
Prisoned in your eyes
Where are your eyes?
You were a life, hidden in my heart
Not blood but our love flowed into the night
As hangman tightens
The rope