I follow as we climb the stairs, I watch you place your hair
You turn and kiss without a care
I sense you taking me somewhere
As I look above to those waiting rooms
A familiar door now so much more
Silence comes with your glance, so deep, my breath is stilled
You remove your clothes and take my hand
I know your wants and much much more
Although sometimes the well is filled with blue
Treasures shine blinding in your eyes
You tell me everything feels right
Will it be tonight I say those words… to you?
As we follow this skin I travel in, will it out that within
This hope of fragile reach and size
How long can I deny… this cry
It’s always someone’s sky
But in the Garden of Angels, it’s yours, it’s mine
So take my hand, that I might understand
Take me to your pleasures
A breath without trust, scattered like dust
Riding on the air
Wings bring the prize
In those tender hours coming to us
In the Garden of Angels
Our breath becomes sighs
River to the sea
Into an ocean of free, release me…. from me
Like a rose to life’s thorn
In you I found a healing salve
I was listless, battered and torn
Now untired, but the road – winding and long
And I’m still looking for you, in The Garden of Angels
And I’m still waiting for you, in The Garden of Angels.
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