Omens of Love

To love
I have lost
All that is self
My memories have made the storm

Now subsides casting my fate
Inside your soul
And these eyes
Are mine no more
To seek
I pour myself in your virgin veins

And all that I see
Is through a passion's pain
'Cause I'm all hung up over you
I'm losing myself
Loving you

Your wine is the blood
Drunkens my heart
With omens of love and now
That I am you
Woman I fear that you're not I
Oh, true love is so so blind and so blue