There is a beautiful world where I can see your face,
Time shreds space like worn out fashion,
It exists only between time and space
And leaves us desperate for our precious compassion
Space consumes time without our consent,
Our love is regained when we meet in between
And hides the reality that our dreams were once spent
And there we can dance again in our dream
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
There is a beautiful world where I can see your face,
Time shreds space like worn out fashion,
It exists only between time and space
And leaves us desperate for our precious compassion
Space consumes time without our consent,
Our love is regained when we meet in between
And hides the reality that our dreams were once spent
And there we can dance again in our dream
