Sunday, June 07, 2009

I Can Tell

She dreams in color
But no one believes her
She doesn’t care
She knows what she sees
And she sees you
I can tell

When I look in her eyes
In the morning
Past the shine
And sheen
And sparkle that’s there
You put it there
I can tell

She says in her dreams
She’s always flying
Like a hero
A bird
Or a kite
And she believes in it all
She says so
All through the night.

And when she flies
She calls out your name
With a passion meant for a king
When she wakes with the dawns’ light
She tells me she didn’t dream of a thing.
But I can tell

She’s dreaming
Every night
of a better place
She dreaming
of her kingdom
and dresses of lace.
And flowers
Vivid and bold
And shoes and stories
untold
But she tells me
Her dreams are never of you.
But I can tell

She’s lying
Because the smile she wears
Wasn’t put there by me
And the songs
that she sings
Are never off key
When she dreams
In color
And of you.

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