I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
Mortality had whispered to my love feelings of life forever gone
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
