I die

I lay here waiting, thinking Thoughts without purity; I can see your eyes, I can smell your scent, I can hear your breath And taste your flesh... If my sins were yours, we would both lay In this Hell together; But it could\'ve been better, If i gave you my mind I would\'ve talked to you, If i gave you my body I would\'ve given you my respect, If i gave you my heart I would\'ve given you my devotion, If i gave you my soul I would\'ve given you my trust; I open my eyes wondering: Would you do anything? Would i do everything? What\'s left of me drips Inside of you. You sleep, i dream... You hurt, i bleed... You cry, i die...