Mark Lane - Her lyrics

There's no music that conveys The splendor of her ways Were it produced There'd be no use but to quit There's no method to a**ess The way I've been possessed By her beauty It's my duty to remit There's no science to exact The depth of her impact As I languish In the anguish of desire And there's no language that depicts The pain that lust inflicts Just some flashes From the ashes of the fire And it doesn't matter if you tell me there's no cure My sole conviction isn't possibly deterred You'll never live to see the day my senses stir For anyone but her For anyone but her