Every night when I hold you
the world just seems so right...

I was strolling through the garden
of a house made of crystal...

What is comming over me?
This feeling so utterly nameless...

Two blondes walk into a bar with a cookie monster...

Come, my love
And take the wings of night...

Only night saw me cry
because of what i've seen...

I saw him again today
its hard to believe...

In my dreams she holds me still
Angel, beloved, Mother...

His voice is soft
It ripples the air...

I fall, content
In his arms...

As my tears fall
I wish for someone to catch them...

Life is all about @$$, youre either:
covering it...