If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
*** A tainted kiss stirs the essence of lust
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
the tale of lost feelings that once held dreams holds none
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
