It's all about expectations... or not having any.


Come into these arms again
And lay your body down
The rhythm of this trembling heart
Is beating like a drum
It beats for you
It bleeds for you
It knows not how it sounds
For it is the drum of drums; it is the song of songs

Once I had the rarest rose
That ever deigned to bloom
Cruel winter chilled the bud
And stole my flower too soon
O loneliness, O hopelessness
To search the ends of time...
For there is in all the world
No greater love than mine

Love love love love love love
Still falls the rain....still falls the rain...
Be mine forever...

Let me be the only one
To keep you from the cold
Now the floor of heaven is laid
In stars of brightest gold
They shine for you, they shine for you
They burn for all to see
Come into these arms again
And set this spirit free...

- Love song for a Vampire, Annie Lennox

There's just an undeniable magic in this song. The whole gamut of Gothic love was captured so brilliantly. I fell in love the first time I heard it, and I'm still in love with it.