The Man In Black

The spellbinding eyes, two shades of perfection
The nonchalant stance, the world has come to sing of you
Dressed all in black
The man in the nightmares you wish would come true
But it is not who you really are...
You are everything and nothing
Slipping through my fingers like cold silk
Maybe if I go to Heaven I'll be where you are
Touching this side of immortality with such mortal innocence
You lead me in countless confusing directions
Losing myself and finding you