The sands of time holds our memories of being they
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
when I hear her yell I know it’s that time again when she says jump
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Do you dance to love songs do you dream as the music plays on So lonely
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
