I dream of colors in your eyes and
I can only imagine
How it would feel if I could glide
In the depths of your passion.
You hold me tight, you keep me close
Like I'm fresh out the womb.
With lacerations to my soul,
You always tend to the wounds.
Enough pain in the world, so
You relate quite well.
Never losing your religion,
Or just tamed by Hell?
See, please don't get offended
When I ask these questions.
Still a blessing, I ain't stressing
Over your intentions.
Oh, I've seen enough evil to
Embrace your flaws.
I mean, you accept mine
Whenever duty calls.
Whatever blood on my palms,
You gladly rinse away.
So whatever pain on your surface,
I can kiss away...
I seem to always get like this when
I dream of you.
And to even think of you is
A dream come true.
It's a dream come true, or
It's a dream well seen.
I say I dream of you,
But really, you're my dream.