Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
With this wish I wish tonight that you and I could catch a ride on a meteorite
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
we waltz in visions under the stars and share
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
the essence of your love permeates my soul
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings