If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
Shivers of Innocence Only innocence can hold dreams within
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
the pale light foresee lost passion in the glimmer of emotions
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams