n my dreams
you are still mine(A.Melleby)
in my
dreams
you are
still mine
the silent
terror
of broken
wings
trying to
fly
now rules
the passion
that once
took us
miles above
the ground
love
bleeding my
heart dry
the
painting on the wall
bares the
likeness of a past
I’d like to
relive again
change the
colors
change the
hand of the brush
and another
life will come to life
love
bleeding my
heart dry
love
bleeding my
heart dry
look at
your cards
they don’t
lie
in my
dreams
you are
still mine
love
still
bleeding
love
still
bleeding my heart dry
