Lolo

I had a demon once, Big beautiful eyes, one stare And you wouldn't help but dance To the baby-this-baby-that rhythms that in my mind were so rare, Her name was Lolo, handcrafted by he himself, Blind in her presence, and how I crave when she's not here, Slavery, I'd fancy in the land of giants or the mythical elf, But not this demon, a beautiful melody, only painful to hear. The Picture in my head, this empty Feeling inside, I try to stay positive, Feel love, but I see it drifting Past me, slowly, painfully, Try to grab IT, I have to, Still in my grasp, but I'm empty, our fate so inevitable But, who'd be willing to accept? Maybe we're meant to be, deep down IT fades, face the demon, It won't hurt, the rest of the world, Is a lonely place, been there, I just don't want to go there.