STILL CHASING FOR...
THE ANGEL IN MY NIGHTMARE
SPEAD YOUR WINGS
YOU CAN FLY
BUT THE DOVE
IS NEVER FREE
IN PAINTED SKIES
THAT SHADE
THE COLOR OF
YOUR DREAM

SHE AWAKENS
FROM A DREAM
TO A SILENT ROOM
WHERE SHADOWS SPEAK
OF MEMORIES
WHEN WE MAKE LOVE IT'S HARD TO TELL IF YOUR DREAMING OF ME OR SOMEONE ELSE THAT DRUNKEN KISS SEEMS LIKE A LIE DON'T SAY IT'S FO...