The Key

The Key

Written by: Aria Tesolin, Nov. 25, 2009.
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He visits me during the night
In dreams I try to ignore
He sings me a lullaby
And then creeps out my door

Though I can picture little more
Than his outline in the dark
I know he is the thief who stole
He stole the key to my heart

He could pass as an angel
Or a demon disguised
This ghost could be nothing
But he remains on my mind

Though I can picture little more
Than his outline in the dark
I know he is the thief who stole
He stole the key to my heart

And he won't give it back
He drives me insane
And then he leaves
And he won't let me be
I can't control my heart if he has the key

Though I can picture little more
Than his outline in the dark
I know he is the thief who stole
He stole the key to my heart
He stole the key to my heart