LarryMullen's POPAngel
Blue Crack Distributor
Stroking my glittery hair in the moonlight
you are perfection, at least in this moment
the snow sheltered darkness
wraps us in its chilly cloak
I heed every motion you make, is it just a mirage?
Or faint reality crying out to me?
I dream of us in the night
So vivid, I wake praying they are to come true
One day, you will return-it's inevitable
will you stroke my damp hair? whisper your future? tease my heart with kisses and fantasies?
Every morning I rise with memories others have already seen, replaying in my mind
They make me smile, and think of you more than I care to admit
Do you look at the snow and envision the very same dreams?
Tell me your future, your happiness...
whisper to me what you pray for when you rise from sleep soaked dreams with glittery hands and a confused heart
you are perfection, at least in this moment
the snow sheltered darkness
wraps us in its chilly cloak
I heed every motion you make, is it just a mirage?
Or faint reality crying out to me?
I dream of us in the night
So vivid, I wake praying they are to come true
One day, you will return-it's inevitable
will you stroke my damp hair? whisper your future? tease my heart with kisses and fantasies?
Every morning I rise with memories others have already seen, replaying in my mind
They make me smile, and think of you more than I care to admit
Do you look at the snow and envision the very same dreams?
Tell me your future, your happiness...
whisper to me what you pray for when you rise from sleep soaked dreams with glittery hands and a confused heart