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
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