Her gentle hand in his

Revelation serves as bliss

They walk away from sunshine

Led to believe the lie

His lust for untouched youth

A well kept secret sealed

His every night confession

Reveals the most profane obsession

Their trust is won and fate is conquered

The essence of conviction

Why me?

I did no wrong

I did not know

You lied to me

I meant no harm

And I am blaming me

Hand in hand down the altar aisle

Her father's presence brings her to a smile

A grand welcome from the assembled crowd

Greeted as the "circles" first child

Undressed to nothing and held to the sky

Her smile is gone and she starts to cry

Desperately seeking her father's eyes

But he sees nothing

He's blind.