Work Text:
His voice is soft,
like the feathers of a dove,
when he speaks to me
his lies of love.
He holds me close,
he whispers in my ear;
Speaking so softly,
so that only I may hear.
So that I may hear,
as he speaks to me,
what he hopes and dreams
our lives will be.
But these very hopes,
and these very dreams,
shall cause my life
to fall apart at the seams.
But I already knew this,
since the very first day.
But "I love you"
was all he had to say.
It was all he had to say
to win this lovesick girl.
And to watch his plans
begin to unfurl.
Yes, his voice is soft-
Like the feathers of a dove,
as he speaks to me
his lies of love.