One cold damp evening The world stood still I watched as I held my breath A silhouette I thought I knew Came through And someone spoke to me Whispered in my ear This fantasys for you Fantasies are in this year My whole life passed before my eyes I thought What they say is true I shed my skin and my disguise And cold, numb and naked I emerged from my cocoon And a half remembered tune Played softly in my head Then he turned smiling And said I realise a miracle is due I dedicate this melody to you But is this the stuff dreams are made of? If this is the stuff dreams are made of No wonder I feel like Im floating on air Everywhere It feels like Im everywhere Its like you fail to make the connection You know how vital it is Or when something slips through your fingers You know how precious it is Well you reach the point where you know Its only your second skin Someones banging on my door
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 01:35:12 +0000
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