Smile

my dearest love, why are you weeping?
you can confide in me, why are you sad?
i think of you much, awake and sleeping
even when i somber, you make me glad

i would kill to hold you, murder to kiss
smite the mouse who may dare to ever hurt you
but unaware you are, the purest bliss
the heartache is cruel, the feeling is blue

but i must confess, i lust for your love
though the war in my head stalls at your glee
if im not the mouse, myself i will shove
so go on and enjoy your life, oh me?

i will be fine, it may hurt for a while
ill just close my eyes and think of your smile