If this is my last night with you Hold me like I'm more than just a friend Give me a memory I can use Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do It matters how this ends Cause what if I never love again?
I do not own any of these. I'll be posting lyrics from songs I wished I had written. So basically, songs that I find beautiful or those that I can relate too.
"We can't do this anymore," you said to me in a dream. I'm so happy that you're happy, but I wish that it were me.
It's human nature to be selfish, that's why my heart is torn in two; I was here when no one else was I only wish that I knew where and with whom your heart lies because the truths you've told have been far too few.
My arms are holding blankets and you're in her arms now. I guess this is the final curtain call: Please Stand up and take a bow.
I dreamed there was a evil man searching for wealth beyond all riches hidden in the hardened sculpture of a woman there was a hero too I could not see his face he journeyed to a sacred cave to guard the precious treasure
he climbed inside the statue's hollow center and held the treasure to his chest where it radiated with such intensity he had to close his eyes it gently pulsed in his hands calming the anxiousness leaching sour in his throat
the villain shrouded black entered the cave a belligerent pirate yelling obscenities where are you *****? when I find you, you'll be sorry you think you can hide from me? no one will ever love you the way that I do
his craven hunger upon seeing the lost prize glowing heavenly beneath sapphire stalactites left this dreamer cold he began to tear at the sculpture's ******* with hands encased in forged steel spiked fingernails slicing until shimmering gold bloomed in the statue's chest
zealously the villain tore deeper molten yellow dripped from his over-eager fingers when suddenly from the center came a flash of scorching fire the villain dissolved to ash without a single sound the hero too transformed into a luminous bird not unlike a phoenix
he shook fresh wings flexed honed talons raised his crested head and from hooked beak there came a sound like a choir of voices singing the hero flapped three times and soared out of the cavern into the bluest sky I'd ever seen