Be wary.This is a song and I may post a video of myself singng it!
True imagination is a friend
Images both peace and succour bring.
Reality and dream must blend
Before I sing my unique song
As in our dreams at dead of night
We visit loves who’ve gone before
These visions shed a gentle light
Then we ache and long for more.
I fall into a deep and quiet reverie
When I have patience with this pain.
This is his joyous gift to me
And it will come again.
Oh,let me sing my song for then
I’ll tell how I both loved and lost my man.
And yet I feel his humorous gaze
Which will be with me all my days.
The music constantly reminds
Of touch and kisses and his light filled eyes.
The scene like any film unwinds
Says, to be truthful satisfies