*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me

Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love

*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer

Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble

So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your

parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears

A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness

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

The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers

How do you forgive betrayal when only a fool

You **** The evening light traces the silhouette

Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer

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