Another weekend in rose-tinted glass eyes....
the coldness caresses my body with it's every wisp of being
morning summits the beginning of the day as i open my eyes to a new day
i smile and think being lost in my sweet revelry
and i remember the sadness i'll have to face
make me smile again, if you please......
stay by me......
the scent of roses stream off as i turn away to stare into the night
i'd smile but somehow, maybe i should just keep still
the night gives me a gently bittersweet embrace
as i sit by my windowsill and wait
would this be the start, or the end of everything i've waited for?
take my hand, and we'll be off...
morning summits the beginning of the day as i open my eyes to a new day
i smile and think being lost in my sweet revelry
and i remember the sadness i'll have to face
make me smile again, if you please......
stay by me......
the scent of roses stream off as i turn away to stare into the night
i'd smile but somehow, maybe i should just keep still
the night gives me a gently bittersweet embrace
as i sit by my windowsill and wait
would this be the start, or the end of everything i've waited for?
take my hand, and we'll be off...