When my feelings seems more real than the truth I've come to believe and know
Your lovely face seems veiled by darkness
And the beauty of your radiant eyes I cannot see
The kisses of your succulent lips which I have always longed for I now do not find pleasurable
And your soothing voice, I cannot hear.
Your assuasive arms which give comfort do not give the desired solace
And your caressing hands, I cannot feel
The alluring fragrance which turns me on seems not captivating
And your soft seductive skin seems not fascinating
When my feelings seems more real than your sweet promises and vows
I choose to yet chase after you.