I know I'll miss her later,
Wish I could bend my love to hate her,
Wish I could be her creator,
To twist her arms now,
She stares up at the stars when,
The stars fell from her HEAVEN,
I bent down to collect them,
And then she was gone,
Oh I sleep just to dream her,
I beg the night just to see her,
That my only love should be her,
Just to lie in her arms,
Oh I came there to find out,
Find out if she's made up her mind now,
My arms are all tied DOWN,
To me she was blind.
This space between us
Where wingless dreams fall earless,
Will you not bear me witness,
With your back to me now,
It seems so unnerving,
Still somehow deserving,
That she could hold my heart so tightly,
And still not see me here.
Oh I sleep just to dream her,
Beg the night just to see her,
That my only love should be her,
Just to lie in her arms,
I know I'll miss her later,
Wish I could bend my love to hate her,
Wish I could be her creator,
To be the light in her eyes.
- :
- Blenheim Vineyards Painted Series Vol. 2
- Warehouse 10 Volume 4
- Warehouse 10 Volume 3
- Away from the World
- Big Whiskey And The GrooGrux King
- Live Trax Vol. 14
- Live Trax Vol. 15
- Warehouse 5, Volume 7
- Live At Luther College
- Stand Up
- A Limited Edition Compainion to Stand Up
- Weekend On The Rocks
- Some Devil
- The Central Park Concert
- Busted Stuff
- Everyday
- The Lillywhite Sessions
- Listener Supported
- Before These Crowded Streets
- Live At Red Rocks 8/15/95