If I held my eyes shut tight
Then I could dream
My sky is so dark
And So it seems
My love will be the measure
Of the time spent
In the solitude
Of my seclusion
And the illusion or the delusion
Of what that may bring.
When I awake
Take away my hands
That have cupped my ears
And hear only my heartbeat
Then our love
This raging storm
Will be no more.
If I held my eyes shut tight
Then maybe I could dream. |