Seventeen purple hearts

This cloak and dagger theme is faltering as I watch you moisturise your skin, I need to tell you that "I love you", in a way that you have never heard, but what can be said that has'nt been said before? Rehersal finished awhile ago, I'm pacing around the floor.

I don't want to go outside tonight, I don't want to share you with their eyes, I'll be the one to stroke your back and hold your body close to mine.

We broke down but did'nt care, instead we grew and got somewhere that most people will never go or even know. I'm hanging from your every word, holding hands just feels so new, whatever you do will render me helpless...helpless to you.

I don't want to go outside tonight, I don't want to share you with their eyes, I don't want to leave this room again, I don't want this story to end.

Take my heart out of my hand, throw it in the air like a dove, as white and pure as your face, as free, the buring within us.

Written by Chris Yeoman