Please thaw my permafrost heart.

Who was it that hurt you,
stole light out of your eyes?
Cut a hole in your heart
and let the love drain dry?
Who was so damn careless,
to leave you with such scars?
Where will you find healing?
Right here, within my arms.

With rough hands and gentle heart, I'll seduce you. You will feel my power and surrender to desire.

And if we never visit Paris, that's okay. Your heart is my exotic destination every day.

He'd been saving up his love for years and years, waiting for the right person
to spend his fortune on.

True love will break you, it devotes to break your beat up, broken heart awaiting to repair and align you to your true purpose.