Precious Stone - Intellectual

She walks in a long black dress

A poisonous grace

With a calm look on her face

She’s a delicate mess

Her love has no mercy, her passion no pity

For tender hearts

She takes what she fancies, and breaks what she takes

In thousands of parts

I hold her close, I hold her tight

Day after day, night after night

Oh precious stone, you need to shine

So I’ll pretend, that you’re not mine

I hold her close, I hold her tight

Day after day, night after night

Oh precious stone, you need to shine

But I’m the only thrill running down your spine

She sails like a ship, and takes you onboard for a perilous trip

She feeds on your love and gives you a glance

But not the touch of her lips

You think she’s a miracle, a queen who’s untouchable

A singular pearl

But her tricks can’t fool me, she’s scared and she’s lonely

Like a lost little girl

I hold her close, I hold her tight

Day after day, night after night

Oh precious stone, you need to shine

So i’ll pretend, that you’re not mine

I hold her close, I hold her tight

Day after day, night after night

Oh precious stone, you need to shine

But I’m the only thrill running down your spine