She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees

spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze

In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

I hunger In desire pleading with love to forgive

at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love

The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment

As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet

none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees

I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings

Without You *** there’s no quest for desire

Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are

No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette

Within truth is seldom told from the

She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone