Saralee my sweet craving

Dark, and light collides in me
Love, is a wound I cant see
What I need, is a little help from you all
To kill belief, I have to breathe once more.
Desire to you, my tears are blue,
All is burning, endless turning
To find a way, will stop the flame,
Your will saving my sweet craving
Dusk, till dawn you crawl
See, and feel wounds heal
This story about a runaway boy
It could be me you all seek for
Down there bubbling under
Young boy facing thunder
Strong tears and fears controlling
All he thinks, his mistress
And I know we all grow apart...