old ,old, old

july 22nd (Diary of the unemployed prankster)
Punctuality and optimism are the virtue of the bored.......I am bored

here goes..

You're not shy, you get around

You wanna fly,
don't want your feet on the ground

You stay up,
you won't come down

You wanna live, you wanna move to the sound

Got fire
....in your veins
Burnin' hot
.... but you don't feel the pain

Your desire
is insane
You can't stop
until you do it again

But sometimes I wonder as I look in your eyes
Maybe you're thinking of some other guy

Your Afterglow shone upon my smiling face..
begins to fill my Dreams.
Your hands are never cold ,and your
grace..
should who you be ever revealed?..

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?

Your the only one that tricks my mind
You're everywhere but you're so hard to find..

Sounds of parsel tongue caress my ears..
Like Thoughts inside a dream that leave no trace

There is no hideaway beneath the midnight moon............

I climb a mountain ..and conceive i may turn around

Then i dream,
dream to love you again..

Do i dream alone?..