Love o Love you wicked beauty
You play my heart as a fiddle
But wicked love you never play just one tune
Oh no you play many melodies and songs
One after another and ever song
A love for another has come
and one other is gone
Wicked love you play me so well
but why do i let you
This is my question to you my wicked beauty
is it becuase i hold no love
is it becuase i have no other master for my heart
OR
is it because you and i both know our fear
A melody that leave us undone
A melody that will leave us with no audience to play for
Or
A melody that may make you put down your bow and the fiddle you once played will die
-Warren baser the wayward soul Angel