My heart wonders at an oblivious junction
One leading to that fair lady
With everything a man would want
God first, respectful and with a nice body
From her God, I'm next
Her palm holding me together when everything seems apart
And her whispers, giving me a feel I can move mountains
But then my heart, seems a stranger to hers
Forcing itself to beat for her, but then no
And the other path
That dark lady my soul yearns for
With everything and yet so disorganized within
Holding onto other men how she'll never hold me
Treating them like I always dreamt of
Without God and she puts me last
And her yells, " do whatever you want" when I dare ask
And my stupid heart seems to always beat for her
And my soul stretching to beseech what shouldn't be
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