LYRICAL ROMANCE

It is the season of the lost of desert hopes and dreams of rain and sand A wonder for witness and for worth that lies in waiting on this ope...

I have a dream where I die I have a dream where I listen The birds of the morning have sun strange skin There is a fish on the shore The sam...

when I walk beside her i am the better man when I look to leave her I always stagger back again once I built an ivory tower so I could worsh...