The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Euphoria’s Love the needle pinprick possess me as I soar
we waltz in visions under the stars and share
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me