Promises

Wild fires and

burning ties;

sweet, sweet lies and

one aching life;

sugary words said

they remain unfulfilled-

darlin’, don’t make promises

that you can’t keep.

there was blood and

there were flames

then suddenly, it’s winter

and it’s so, so cold;

you were there,

but now, you’re gone-

darlin’, don’t make promises

that you can’t keep.

you hold me

not with a look or a smile,

but those words of yours

like a siren song;

sin wrapped up in

white lace and soft silk-

darlin’, don’t make promises

that you can’t keep.

play me a rhythm

and i’ll play your fool;

give me temptation

in a shroud of your voice

and i’ll dance to it

without a noise-

but oh darlin’, my darlin’

don’t make promises that you can’t keep.