Devil Man

By: Shadaiia

The night came on like the blowing wind,
Everyone was in bed;
Up all night, til the break of dawn,
With thoughts running through my head.
I know if looks could kill, you would be the Devil,
With your face of purest white;
But I saw it coming, and I can't keep running,
Your true colors are as dark as the night.
It's my imagination...I can't be in love with you,
Only time will tell, just how much of hell,
you really want to put me through.
I hear your echo and I see your face...
your presence is driving me mad,
Oh God help me, this devil man he's so bad.
Now he'll call on me in the morning light,
With his eyes of emerald green;
With his perfect smile, and his chanting voice,
And all that is unseen.
I can't get too close, can't get too far,
I'm stuck in the middle again;
Oh God help me,
This man is made for sin.
Oh, where do I go, where do I run,
It's tearing my world apart;
Oh Devil...get your hand out of my heart.