She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
True Love These awful days of loneliness holds my wayward feelings
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
Grasping your portrait in my sleep I love you madly