Beholden

There’s a wrench in my machinery
You left it there when you fixed me
Prescribed me glasses now I see
   But excuse me if I squint
   It’s because your fingerprint 
      Still stamps the lens

My dear, it does appear you’ve led the dance
You draw the line, and I advance
I strike my pose, to catch your glance
   And your signature is clear
   In the corner of every mirror
      My smile commends

            Have I been singing, my whole heart out
            All in vain?
            Please don’t let this love go running
            Down, down, down the drain

O!  My dreams’ endeavor, your delight
My love, the leap; your hope, the height
Won’t you come to quell the questions of the night?
   It’s another cold one, I suppose
   Your perfume haunts my warmest clothes
      And the sheets of my bed
             
Now how will heaven ever stand as high
Since you stole the stage, took aback the sky
At least I still have faith, to remember you by
   Well the truth is getting hip
   There’s a beauty mark above its lip
      And it’s shifted red

            Have I been singing, my whole heart out
            All in vain?
            Please don’t let this love go running
            Down, down, down the drain

            Have I been singing, my poor heart out
            All in vain?
            Please don’t let this love go running
            Down, down, down the drain