Our dreams

Again I'm looking at the window
The wind is bringing nothing new -
Again I'm looking for the reason
For me to be so far from you

The picture of the cup of coffee
Will promise nothing else but pain
I feel despair and to solve it
I have to kneel before my fate

I'm impaling the clouds
I am burning with haze
And the dreams, they are ours.
I am bringing in hands

I am fluttering down
Where meet to illusion
Cry in darkness "turn round"
Angel fell into fusion

I keep in mind we were together
Remember dreams and warm sunrise
For me, believe, it was splendid leisure
The words kept silent. But your eyes

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