Monday, December 7, 2009

I'll Sing and Scream For You...

Could you call Snow White's sleep a curse? I wonder,
were there romantic thoughts of her Prince in her dreams?
Peaceful sleep that doesn't end, even in loved one's thunder.
This red string makes me sing and scream.

The sun comes up to shine on my face
but moon lit shadows keep my pace.
Heavy are my lungs, but my head light as I drift.
All I can do is mirror sincerity as my eyes lift.

They ask me to let go
before you've even gone.
So please, I want you to know
that we both were too shy to show, even if we knew it was wrong.

I need you to feel alright,
I want to be alright.
So I'll let you sleep, and sing as you turn snow white.