Dreams on Memories' Avenue There's a glowing spark of love left In this barren, lonely boy; And I dream to feel your sweet caress; To share with you each joy. As I wander memories' avenue, My mind's my only friend, The night's my only company To share with me each bend. Upon a road that hides the heartache Of a million broken dreams, One senses the existence Of the pain, and as it screams Out in its silence, Though none would understand, I need to feel the guidance And the comfort of your hand. But there's an endless sea of love left In this scarred and fragile soul, And I dream to feel your gentle touch To make this ocean whole. Yes there's a little bit of silence, Amid endless tears and pain, A growing wave of love left That's been dormant in my brain. And as I wander memories' avenue, My mind no longer seems, To be conscious of existence, Nor in touch with all my dreams; I need the time to realise That sad confusion in your eyes, I sense its true existence And through pain it often seems To echo into silence Within the chamber of my dreams. And, as I wander through this nightmare Passing concrete walls and glass, The windows watch like strangers Shifting shadows as I pass. To them I'm but another Of those million broken dreams, Whose nightly walked of shattered love Defies the silent echoed screams. They never notice on my rounds The dappled silhoette, That wanders memories' avenue In darkness and regret. Yet, there's infinite sweet love left In this recently healed heart, And countless dreams within my mind That promise a new start. march |