Do we dare dream to fall?, to fly... to go crashing through the bedroom door
Where we tumble and roll and slowly lose all of our clothes
Lost under the sheets we ride shooting stars
Circle the sun in the blink of an eye
Catch a glimpse of eternity inbetween the beat of our hearts
Do we dare turn the page and find ourselves living a storybook life
Hopes and wishes blooming like flowers all night and all day
And when we read between the lines we find a love so perfect it's almost cliche
If we dare to sneak a glimpse and skip to the last page
Would it be a black and white classic of two aged hands holding a heart that still beats wildly and madly and impossibly in love
Dare we..

you could see the pain in her brown eyes
pleading for any type of love from you
but you only see what you wish to see
even when it's storming, you see the sky as baby blue
broken down and degraded she weeps
and it is for the world she weeps not for her pain
who else weeps for the lonely and forgotten?
who else rejoices in the sound of the rain