I awoke in the morning
remembering my dream
only to frown when I
realized I was not there.
The music was playing,
floating upon clouds.
Angel's were smiling,
True lover's embraced in discovery.
The ring of the telephone..
angry tears.
Just another mistake,
a dream too real, gone too far.
Walking the streets
I remembered my innonence.
My mother's sweet lullabies.
Just a distant memory.
And upon my soul,
is this burden of envy.
A sorrowful heart, I've been split in two.
My mouth spills out silent words.
My guilty mind, stuck in remembrance.
I awoke in the morning,
remembering your touch.
Saddened by reality,
lonliness crept in with the sunlight
through the shades.
The chords strike a sad melody.
The infamous Romeo and Juliet
bith turn away.
Both burned with desire of one last look.
The telephone rings.
No more answers for
the screaming tears.
A dream of true love
has become my nightmare.
Walking the streets,
I remembered all the smiles.
Laughter ringing in my ears,
now dulled to a hum.
And upon my soul,
is this burden of envy.
Sorrowful heart, I've split in two.
My mouth spills out silent words.
My guilty mind stuck in remembrance.
------------------
before love there are
memories of innonence.
after there are none...
remembering my dream
only to frown when I
realized I was not there.
The music was playing,
floating upon clouds.
Angel's were smiling,
True lover's embraced in discovery.
The ring of the telephone..
angry tears.
Just another mistake,
a dream too real, gone too far.
Walking the streets
I remembered my innonence.
My mother's sweet lullabies.
Just a distant memory.
And upon my soul,
is this burden of envy.
A sorrowful heart, I've been split in two.
My mouth spills out silent words.
My guilty mind, stuck in remembrance.
I awoke in the morning,
remembering your touch.
Saddened by reality,
lonliness crept in with the sunlight
through the shades.
The chords strike a sad melody.
The infamous Romeo and Juliet
bith turn away.
Both burned with desire of one last look.
The telephone rings.
No more answers for
the screaming tears.
A dream of true love
has become my nightmare.
Walking the streets,
I remembered all the smiles.
Laughter ringing in my ears,
now dulled to a hum.
And upon my soul,
is this burden of envy.
Sorrowful heart, I've split in two.
My mouth spills out silent words.
My guilty mind stuck in remembrance.
------------------
before love there are
memories of innonence.
after there are none...
