Random evidence of a cluttered mind

Forgive my calling you, I couldn't fight it
But I needed to hear, I couldn't hide it
Even just for an instant, your breath again

Sorry, I know I'm breaking our vow
But there's something urgent that you need to know
I'm dying, dying to see you
It's painful and agonizingly slow 

The afternoons are a labyrinth
And the nights taste
Of pure pain

Give me back my fantasies
My lust for life
Give me back the air to breathe

It's the soul's ache

But you can't cover the sun with a finger

My darling, the nights taste
Of pure, pure pain