I have nothing but one second here,

Fleeting as the earth chooses to move right,

If she wills.

And my entire eternity in that fraction

Should condense into, within the walls of

Your effervescent beating heart.

So that my reason to live is yours to win

And the goodness I have, but little, would shine off your dark eyes

For the world to worship your name and 

enshrine your soul into the

Temple of lost homes and good times.