*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
