Silver moonbeams dripped through my foggy window,
And no streetlights glittered down below...
I saw only an image of us beneath the tree you carved our love into-
As I watched with passion dancing in my eyes,
And peachblossoms in my windblown hair.
Do you remember the way the stars sang me to sleep that night and the angels curled me up inside your arms??
[I remember it as if I were still in that moment-
Smelling your skin and tasting your kiss.]
Loneliness paints the night sky black-
With silver dewdrops that some call dreams...
In the back of my heart I still carry the dream that you gave to me,
Back when *passion* wasn't just a word-
But a feeling that burned like fire inside us both...
For oh, that night I felt it burning
When we slowdanced as the sky came falling down...
And you know, I guess that night we ALL were falling-
For the stars fell down from heaven,
And I fell for you just like the stars...
But oh sweet love, *you* fell the hardest,
[As you fell out of love with me.]
And now that time has melted our love away,
In my dreams I still smell those peachblossoms and see the shadows dance across your precious face...
[But mostly I think of those stars that fell along with my shattered heart,
and the way they met their earthbound fate.]
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