i gave you my innocence
my innocence you stole

i gave you my youth
my youth you consumed

you made me impure
i am eternally filthy

i have this dream of having a garden
a big strawberry garden
alone in a modern cozy cabin
with my three cats -- black, orange, and a mix of every color

wind breeze blowing inside my big windows
mesh pale white curtains dancing
ducks are swimming gracefully in the pond
the ding of the oven, smelling the freshly baked cinnamon bread

jazz music playing, wine glass in my hand
silk night gown touching my soft skin
swaying through the rhythm nonchalantly
breathing in clean vanilla perfume

as i've said, i have this dream of having a garden
a big strawberry garden
alone in a modern cozy cabin
i'm still dreaming...

The breeze was felt
When you held me
I followed your guide
That lead up to this
Wonderful place

Flowers are dead
The silence is unbearable
I moved near you
To see your face glowing
mysteriously

We are in the middle of this paradise
I trusted you and suddenly I’m at peace
You’re full of wisdom
Your face is still glowing
But so is mine