Spare a little candle
save some light for me.
Figures up ahead
moving in the trees.
White skin in linen
perfume on my wrist.
And the full moon that hangs over these dreams in
the mist.
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake
the further I'm away.
Is it cloak-and-dagger
could it be spring or fall?
I walk without a cut through a stained glass
wall.
Weaker in my eyeside
the candle in my grip
And words that have no form are falling from my
lips.
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
. . .
There's something out there I can't resist.
I need to hide away from the pain -
There's something out there I can't resist.
The sweetest song is silence that I've ever
heard.
Funny
how your feet in dreams never touch the earth.
In a wood full of princes freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face from dreams in the
mist.
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
. . .
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
. . .
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