Dancing in darkness and solitude

Oh and was she a bewitching siren,
She sang and they came-indeed they came to their peril and doom.
But in her defense they would have survived, if they just listened to what she sang.

I fell in love with the way you smile
The look in your eyes,
The sound of your voice.
The way things seem to sparkle when you're around,
The way its all grey 

This is why you don't fall in love with people's  words or the fairy  tales they spin.

You dont listen to their story's, you watch the  path they follow

You see the road they walk, and you hear the way they talk.

You sit back and observe, and in this way you'll learn, truth from fiction, real from lie.
Through the words and actions your heart will decide.