A Dream of You
And in your eyes I see myself
But in your heart I don't exist
And when your mind wants just a rest
I put your feelings to a test. To lose - you risk.
Be for yourself, be by my side
For me to be alive again, to breathe.
You like it when I buy your trust
You'll like it when my heart will freeze
I'm listening to angels' screams
Their music shuts my thoughts and I may dream
But dreams are grey, you paint them in that fashion
You are not my obsession. You are my mind's sin.
It's you. And only 'you' there is.
For this is not a shame, it is a bliss.
There are no cries, no life, no death it seems.
But as I wake up... This is it, I made it, I'm at peace.
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