Is this just a test of my faith?
If I pass with I finally see your face
Hold you near and feel your breath
Falling over me, burning from within
Releasing the past, healing all wounds
Making my hell but a small sacrifice
To enter the heaven hidden in your heart
March 16 is way too long to go on alone
That date must be wrong, I can’t make it that long
I’ll fall apart, been breaking from the start
I need you to at least shatter my mad illusions
Of the love I feel from you
So that I may put up with so much less
Which is all their world has for me
So how could I go on and try to get along
With some average Joe when you planted
Dreams in my mind of a man made of
Magical things found in mystical nights?
I think I might just die if my magical dreams
Are shattered in the end
Before I had nothing
But now I’d have so much less
A never ending memory of
How grand my life could have been
If reality was caste in a dream
And whistled out on wishes
Twirling in the wind with no end
Made out of sand and the tears of time
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