flying

 

filling the vacuum of all that I am

invading the core in an uncertain man

caressing my pain with your gentle rain

washing my logic down three penny lane

that place in your head where you fly in your sleep

and the thunder of tears never enters or creeps

it's  the place that I love because it is you

it's the place of sweet dreams and new fallen dew

i fly to you sweet love in each breath that I take

entwined in the thoughts we will never forsake

 

Špaul viel 2004