(2002)
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
Searching for feelings I cannot explain what happens to love when the flame turns dark
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
the tale of lost feelings that once held dreams holds none
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless