Her gentle hand in his
Revelation serves as bliss
They walk away from sunshine

Led to believe the lie
His lust for untouched youth
A well kept secret sealed

His every night confession
Reveals the most profane obsession


Their trust is won and fate is conquered
The essence of conviction


Why me?
I did no wrong
I did not know

You lied to me
I meant no harm
And I am blaming me


Hand in hand down the altar aisle
Her father's presence brings her to a smile

A grand welcome from the $$#embled crowd
Greeted as the "circles" first child
Undressed to nothing and held to the sky

Her smile is gone and she starts to cry
Desperately seeking her father's eyes
But he sees nothing

He's blind.