Dream victim

Segunda-feira, 28 Dezembro 1998

Can you imagine the fire sparkled in the whites of my eyes?
Can you imagine stars shining dim through a thin veil of a smile?
Can you?
Do you say our hopes may die?
Do you say our fears should gather dust to dust?
Do you?
Will you ever need someone to ease your mind?
Will you never steal a kiss from my sleep?
Will you?

To fear without...
To be with...
To dispossess from...
To reveal within...
To drag in...
To wrap up...
To spin around...

Can you?
Do you?
Will you?
... do you really know who I really am?