I open the door and there before me
A true vision; better than imagined...
Little red dress and Valentinos
What more do I need to say?
Was it all a dream,
My angel, my tigress...
A deafening silence
A blinding darkness.
Bright and vivid images from the past
Flash on a loop from brain to eyes
Blinding me to the outside world.
Notes dance eternally
Around and around
The mirror image lies to me!
I walk along the guided path nightly
And view all I’ve grown accustomed to.
Alone again at night
But as company I have
She holds a beauty
Both inside and out.
In her jungle
At night she climbs
Your face shows no signs
Your siren song is silent
Too far away, too young, unavailable
Not lies, but just a painful reality...
It’s late at night and I lie wide awake;
Dreaming of all those nights with you.