Haave

Lost between the lines
Hidden upon the dark of the night
Awaiting still for another magic trip
Silent beginning of a dreamer’s ride

A dove so pure and white
Innocence enclosed in heart
Warm goodnight kiss for a sleeping child

I wondered why the blue is blue
Touched cold morning dew
I ran across the blooming meadow
Among the stars I flew higher than hope

I’m the tale you write so real
I’m the fantasy to hold you dear
I’m the touch of memory, another melody
Deep ocean mystery, your silent call
The hand to catch you when you fall

Your secret dream, a kindest heart
Your deepest thrill, unseen scar
A wish lying upon a star

Tear in eye, glitter of northern lights
All the passionate nights
I’m but a dream within your soul and heart