There is a battle raging on
I now walk a fine fragile line
It's constant and it's back and forth;
The war of your heart and mine

You draw me in once again
I'm left alone with pleading tired eyes
I want you though I know it's wrong
I take in your pleasing lies

Your eyes always pull me in
Resplendent in their gaze
I see nothing else but you
I'm lost inside your haze

I want to let you go now
I'm like a moth drawn to your flame
Your motives may be pure and not prearranged
and I've shaped all this inside my head, I'm the one to blame.

I've fallen now my strings are tied
you control and you now define
I'll hold the white flag so high,
The war of your heart and mine.