What You Do

What you do to me is unexpected
A single face, floating in space
From the hallways of my memories
All I need is to find that place
And my mind simply stops to race
Calm and collected processed rays
Who are you to shut it down this way

What you do to me is soothe my soul
Like a taste of water from paradise
Quenching the fiery thirst of torment
Why, why is it you and no one else
A question I have no real answer to
Just simple memories, simple thoughts
Cleaning everything seen and fought

What you do to me is empty my head
Whisked away, a clean slate for a bit
Your presence the antidote to sickness
That runs through my veins, deep inside
What you do to me is truly special
So I thank you, for what you can do
Although you have no idea that its you