A Sigh
I Die
Inside
I Bide
The time
I Mime
The Rhyme
Please
No Tease
Amore

...Adore...

I say
I pray
Adore
I lay
On the
Bright Moore
In Para-
Blissful
Dise And
I stand
Upon
Mountains
And Spawn
Curtains
Of heaven
With thoughts
Of driven
Amore

...Adore...

I lay
On your
Side, your
Heart, your
Door, Oh
Poor sore
To Im-
Plore, for
The door
To A
Door
A
Moore

...Adore...

Oh, to
Enter
The heart
And do
My Part
To walk
The Moore
And talk
Mi Amore

...Adore...