I cannot smell her in my dream, in a monochrome scene
But I see her dance, capering through the air
Trailing behind her, long flowing hair
I swear my heart never beat with such intent
Breathing deep in my sleep, just to catch a scent
Of this vision sent to torment with fire and despair
My body burns, yearning for something real
To feel the softness of a woman, not this cold, hard steel
I reach to taste her kiss of heavenly bliss
But her lips fade away as I hold her
And she slips through the shade
A phantom in the glades of my mind
There I find angels and demons of every kind
I cannot smell them in my dream, in a monochrome scene
But they play their roles, evil and good
Wrestling for my soul, misunderstood
When it comes to love, they both have their say
But I'm bent on the intent to follow the way
To display the good, push the lust aside
Confide in the love I keep deep inside
And sing the song of birds that never die
Knowing if I could hold her head to my shoulder
My night would be well spent, with no more need to try
To catch the scent of her hair
Of freedom in the fresh, cool air
My body burns, yearning for something real
To feel the softness of a woman, not this cold, hard steel
I reach to taste her kiss of heavenly bliss
But her lips fade away as I hold her
And she slips through the shade
A phantom in the glades of my mind
Freedom in the fresh air
If only I could hold her there
Freedom in the fresh air
If only I could hold her there