Every night she has a dream. Its always of the same person.
Its her idealistic non-existent lover. She dreams of loving him.
It all seems real and true. In the night she dreams of a love so true. (unlike her reality)
just another night, another dream of her "lover"
She feels joy
But then pain when she wakes up and its all a dream.
Now she knows the difference between real lovers and fakes. (the irony here)
So she goes to sleep again and he talks to her
in the night, in her dream of a lover so true.
Now she replies:
In the night, in my dreams im in love with you
cos you talk to me like lovers do
i feel joy because of this
but then i feel pain
because when morning comes its still the same: a fantasy
When the night is gone shell be alone.
him again:
just another night, another dream another vision of love
he comes to set her free
he is her lover
her soulmate
why dont she let him cover her body with his love or is his love just another
vision
of love that -seems- to be true!, but they do all the things that lovers do?
Every night she has a dream. Its always of the same person. Its her idealistic non-existent lover. She dreams of loving him. It all seems real and true. In the night she dreams of a love so true. (unlike her reality)
just another night, another dream of her "lover" She feels joy But then pain when she wakes up and its all a dream. Now she knows the difference between real lovers and fakes. (the irony here)
So she goes to sleep again and he talks to her in the night, in her dream of a lover so true.
Now she replies:
In the night, in my dreams im in love with you cos you talk to me like lovers do i feel joy because of this but then i feel pain because when morning comes its still the same: a fantasy When the night is gone shell be alone.
him again:
just another night, another dream another vision of love he comes to set her free he is her lover her soulmate why dont she let him cover her body with his love or is his love just another vision of love that -seems- to be true!, but they do all the things that lovers do?
but morning comes again
she's still alone.......