Hiding under fallen leafs,
Next to a hollow tree,
I mourn over years of grief,
Feeling chains bounding to my wrists i am not free.
Weeping these hollow tears,
I sit down on this lover's nest,
My heart is melting as heart-break nears,
As i turn facing his chest.
Eyes so tender,
I feel his pulse beating,
I give in to my impulse as i surrender,
Seeing him the birds are tweeting.
Wrapped in his arms,
He let's these chains free,
Soaking up into his caring charms,
Unclouds my blury vision to what i see.
Sweet lover of these chains,
Fading away as i enter back to reality,
Sitting back on my bed hearing as it rains,
Escaping into this dreamworld nightly.
Somwhere else i go,
Into those desertered woods into arms of imainary lover,
Can't wait for tomorrow,
Return to this place where i run for cover. |
