Winged angel of the night,
Fly into my nightly visions.
Change the course of the path I set,
As I sway in and out of conciousness.
With sword in hand,you fight the dark.
Your shield shining like the sun.
Then hand in hand,you take me back.
Running through flower-filled meadows of twilight,
Past the shattered mirrors of broken water.
Kissed softly on the forehead,you whisper "I'll not be gone long".
Then you fade,as I clasp the reminant of your forgotten hand.
I open my eyes,and rise from the floor I lay.
I look,but you're not there.Nowhere to see.
Fist clenched, I shake with rage,crying "where have you gone?".
I just wanted you to know how I felt.
Fly into my nightly visions.
Change the course of the path I set,
As I sway in and out of conciousness.
With sword in hand,you fight the dark.
Your shield shining like the sun.
Then hand in hand,you take me back.
Running through flower-filled meadows of twilight,
Past the shattered mirrors of broken water.
Kissed softly on the forehead,you whisper "I'll not be gone long".
Then you fade,as I clasp the reminant of your forgotten hand.
I open my eyes,and rise from the floor I lay.
I look,but you're not there.Nowhere to see.
Fist clenched, I shake with rage,crying "where have you gone?".
I just wanted you to know how I felt.
