Without the Warmth He loved her so much And they both know what changed The life she once lived Completely rearranged She tells him she loves him But nothing he'll reply All she'll feel is emptiness And that is why she'll cry. She knows she isn't perfect God knows he isn't either And neither of them know What happened to the fever They one felt for each other That just disappeared And all that she can hope Is that it will reappear She misses his touch His kiss, his love And what keeps her sain The memory above But for now she cannot change his heart She must live like this Within the dark Without the warmth Of a touch or kiss She must first fix herself Of a rotten disease. It chews her up It spits her out It leaves her bare But she cannot doubt That someday she'll be herself again And no longer will she need to pretend The silence he gives Does no offend. As the day will come When her illness is gone Back to herself She will belong. And maybe someday She will turn to say The words from which She wish he'd portray And no longer will that silence prevail He’ll open his mouth And with a gail He’ll utter those words Her dreams will come true His reply will be I love you too -Charli
