When Passion Is Taking Over

When passion is taking over
I forget what you've done,
I forget the past,
And what might have been,
And all the words you've said,
And all the mistakes you've made...

When passion is taking over
I forget that you hate me,
I forget that I hate you,
And I only remember what we had shared -
The beautiful and mighty
Young lovers
Will live forever in my heart.

When passion is taking over
I feel that I would kiss you
If you stood in front of me,
Wether you wanted it or not,
I would force you to forget
The bitter and lonely years,
I would reach for the memory of my love,
And I would beg you
To touch me just one more time...

You aren't there. You never are.
All I can do is escape -
From my home, and all those who love me.
I know all the lonely places -
Mountain tops, abandoned houses,
Trash pits and castle ruins,
And the wild midst of woods.
All the lonely places know me,
They have heard me scream your name,
They have heard my roars and cries,
They know all I say and do
When passion is taking over.

And these places know you,
They know what you say and do
When you forget that you hate me,
But when I beg them to tell me
They are cold and silent -
Even they don't want me to be next to you
When passion is taking over.

But one lonely night, their guard will fail
And I will stand in front of you,
And you will look into my eyes.
We will be forced to pay for our mistakes,
And face what is devouring us...
And until then,
All I can do is cry and mourn,
And tell you that I hate you,
And wildly scream your name
When passion is taking over.

8.7.2002