Michael Glauer

Sweet Shaped Dreams

The water is cold when I go to sail

And the fog is deep and my eyes are pale

At worlds end its an endless fall

And I only hear sweet sirens call


Hold me now, Oh hold me now

When the saints will come around

And I walk through the golden fields

When an empty boy needs a sweet shaped girl


May villains win and heroes die

But al leasta love can hold a life

Now come to me, look at me straight

And I will tell you: Dont be afraid


Holy now, Oh holy now

When you just would come around

And Ill swim through a warming stream

When a lonely man needs a good night dream


What keeps me here beside your smile

I lose my dreams alone a while

When my mind is like the rain

I think of you and cry again


The time has come to fight for love

And if I fall, youre high above

I wont surrender, just for you

If I knew my dreams will come true


Dying now, Oh dying now

If I lose my dreams at all

And a life got nothing more

Then the stormy sea and a dry shore



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Published on e-Stories.org on 06/30/2007.


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