How Will You Hold My Heart

I cannot read your eyes under the moon's dim light

I stare intently, like a red-tailed hawk at nightfall

I see almost nothing still

How will I know your deepest desires

When even I cannot trust my own eyes

When I question the apparitions and my instinct's gone insane

How will I hold your heart

If my hands tremble thinking of your smile

How will you hold my heart

If you have already turned your back...