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the first time i saw her i knew she was a dream
there was no doubt in my mind that we were a team
every night we won every game we played
every day we kept the promise we made
every time our eyes met we knew
we were one even though we were two
the first time i touched her i knew she was a dream
just as the sun and moon are the same light beam
we reflect each other's energy
existing in perfect symmetry
every doubt and fear was left behind
as if we can read each other's mind
all through time
we all have some secret desires
yours and mine
they ignite our souls fires
when they rhyme
life's purpose can begin
the first time
we knew we had always been
on the same team
we'd always been
each others dream
the first time we kissed we knew we were a dream
and there was no down about what this life could mean
the promise of every fairy tale
the hero we know can never fail
the moment we know our search is done
is the moment we woke to find our dream had begun
i have always dreamed this dream of loving you
and now there was just one thing left to do
the moment we accepted what we always knew
is the moment our dream came true
the first time our eyes met we knew we knew
that was the moment... our dream came true
listening to the words of a song
from a movie that was a play
will someone care
sung by the members of a life support group
for people dying of aids
suddenly i am aware
that everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
it may be more obvious with cancer or aids
but we all share the same fear
of being alone at the end
old age is the final card that is played
if none of the others do it,
old age will, my friend
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
sometimes i want to end it all while i can
rather than be alone when i'm helpless at the end
sometimes i want to end it all, do you understand?
no one answers when i ask who will be the friend?
we're all asking
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass
will i lose my dignity
will someone care
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
I've got a strange relationship with myself
I trust myself unconditionally
so I let myself get in all sorts of trouble
and far from the one I know as me
it must be confusing to anyone who looks
at my life with any serious concern
but there are no worries, just missing pieces
and still so much more to learn
still so much more to learn
why don't we give the next page of my life a turn
I’ve got to get a handle on my impulses today
I’m letting imbalanced lusts get carried away
and I have not been writing to myself enough lately
letting distractions dilute deeper desires in me
looking for connections
comments messages and tweets
looking for attention
looking for someone who wants to meet
internet diversions
wanting to believe I’m finding friends
just wishing and hoping
the long term loneliness ends
but I keep so busy that I don’t
remember to keep in touch with myself
I wonder if you understand
I don’t let myself feel as lonely as I am
I’ve got to get back to taking care of myself
not just the momentary impulses
but the dreams long stashed up on a shelf
I’ve got to get back to the depths deep inside
not just the simple happy daily smiles
but the passions that have been so long denied
looking for connections
but too busy to see
looking for attention
but not giving enough attention to me
internet diversions
watching tv and playing games
just wishing and hoping
somebody will share more than names
but I keep so busy that I don’t
remember to keep in touch with myself
I wonder if you understand
I don’t let myself feel as lonely as I am
I don’t want to feel the desperation
I don’t want to settle for one night stands
I don’t want to choose someone just to quell the loneliness
I wonder if anyone understands
I’ve got to get a handle on my business today
I’m letting work and light play get carried away
and I have not been writing to myself enough lately
letting distractions dilute deeper desires in me
I must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me
how I would love to get up your skirt
and take you to where nothing can hurt
where rockets go off and sirens wail
and you feel like you could never fail
in that moment of bliss
when the four lips kiss
and the bodies entwine
how I wish you were mine
(I will make you mine)
will you let me in
will you let me in
will you let me in
portishead sings glory box
and love begins
how I would love to dive into your eyes
and find out where the whole truth lies
in that moment when nothing can hide
and you let love reach you deep inside
in that moment of high
when you could just die
and you find you live
with so much to give
(how I want to give)
will you let me give
will you let me give
will you let me give
portishead sings glory box
and love lives
two sides of love
if you looked at me i would let you in
and ask you to tell me where to begin
to show you i care and want to be your friend
that's the kind of love that has no end
if you kissed me i would not hide my surprise
i would ask you who lives behind your eyes
what does your heart want most in this life
and your dreams, can we wake them tonight
found your comment and came to see
who you might be
and what you might inspire in me
i wish you the world, whatever you want
and all you want to be
that's all for now, i'll take my leave
you know where to find me
if you came to my door i would let you in
with hope something beautiful could begin
take your comfort, trust your instincts now
and be yourself as only you know how
i was once so sensitive that i'd cry
if i saw anger in someone's eye
everywhere i looked i saw hate and strife
all the cruelty of every life
all i could do was hope it would end
when i found someone to be my friend
but i found no one who did not betray
the words of love they tried to say
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
i was once so considerate that i would
give everything i could just to be good
for kindness was the best feeling i could feel
and giving unconditionally made it real
but i found no one would give the same way
people take advantage and then do not stay
but i found no one who did not betray
the words of trust they tried to say
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
so is this pathos, a poor me song
is this a foolish game dragging me along
i don't want anything from you
unless you can tell me... what is true?
i was once so generous that i'd give
everything away, that's just how i lived
now i find myself alone and feeling so tired
i can barely remember how i was once so inspired
to believe in the human heart
and in love that never ends
now i find myself alone
wondering... where is my friend
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i wonder if it's time to fold or unfold
and i feel like i have been rolled
and i think i was never told
the truth
maybe i'm depressed
maybe i'm a mess
maybe i am just tired of games
maybe this is your song
are you singing along
will you give me your real names?
is this embarrassing
do you feel anything
or have you grown this numb too?
i wonder what you think
i wonder what you drink
i wonder what surprises you
i was once so curious that i'd ask
everyone i met to remove their mask
everywhere i looked i was lies and strife
and i did not believe that was real life
I want to believe in the human heart
and in love that never ends
now i find myself alone
I don't want to pretend
it's ok...
I still find myself alone
wondering... where is my friend
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i wonder if it's time to fold or unfold
and i feel like i have been rolled
and i think i was never told
the truth
1993 we met in correspondence
she knew exactly what to write
to get into my heart and mind
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
1995 she confessed her love for me
she told me her whole life was a lie
she needed me so she could fly
love is forever
love always grows
this is the most
precious dream I know
1997 two years of bliss and pain
I gave her control of my brain
she tried to make me go insane
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
1999 I gave her everything I could
from far away I waited for her
to do what she said she would
all the while she was begging me to hang on
all the while she was asking for everything I could give
all the while she was keeping me living in yesterday
using the power I gave her to keep me so far away
1999 she begged me to hold on
wait for me, she said, and I did
even when she was gone
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
I never really knew what was going on
all I knew was that my heart was gone
she begged me to leave it in her hands
is there anyone who understands?
2001 I crawled back to where I came from
finding myself lost and broken
half waiting half trying to understand
what happened and how to begin again
without my heart, how to begin again
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
2004 a correspondence, first time in three years
I felt my anger and pain dissolve in precious tears
I asked her why she actualized my greatest fear
I asked her to return my heart and mind if she would not come here
her silence fell upon me once again (I asked, why won’t you share?)
her indecision rose like a wall once again (I asked, why don’’t you care?)
only to find her that she would once again… disappear
I thought my heart was open
I thought my doors were open
I thought I was ready for love
so why am I alone
I thought that I was free and
I thought that I was me and
I thought I was over the past
I though that I had known
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
2008 again a few words from so far away
she confessed she used me, what else was there to say
was I the fool still waiting for her to return my heart?
and now, am I free?... where and how do I start?
she said she married another and he gave her a child
she moved on but she still will not let go
there is no room in her life for me today
but she will not let go
is it because I know
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
love is forever
the best I’ve got
how it can end is something
I still do not know
all the while she was begging me to hang on
all the while she was asking for everything I could give
all the while she was keeping me living in yesterday
using the power I gave her to keep me so far away
I never really knew what was going on
all I knew was that my heart was gone
she begged me to leave it in her hands
is there anyone who understands?
she still keeps the best of me
under her lock and key
even though she started over long ago
had another child with another man in 1999, oh
and yet she still will not return the things that keep me hanging on
so what am I to do when my heart and mind are gone?
this is the only way I know to carry on
love is forever
no matter what
love is still the most
precious dream I know
I am so far from the person I used to be
I used to sing
I used to dance
I used to love
passion, romance
I used to run
I used to fly
I used to dream
my mind could touch the sky
I used to feel
the human touch
I used to want
to be in love too much
how far I fell
to hear love’s calling
could it be that
I am still falling
love is forever
no matter what
this is the most
precious dream I know
so afraid of living
so afraid of dying
so afraid of giving
so afraid of trying
feeling like i may be
the only one who isn't lying
sitting here alone
just alibying
wasting away
not even watching the world going by anymore
what's left to say
i left behind what i was living for
once in a dream
i fell in love forever
now it just seems
whatever, whatever
why should anybody care about me now
when i'm not ever caring about myself
how can i find a friend when i've forgotten how
all the dreams are lost up on a shelf
and i'm
so afraid of living
so afraid of dying
so afraid of giving
so afraid of trying
feeling like i may be
the only one who isn't lying
sitting here alone
just alibying
wasting away
not even watching the world going by anymore
what's left to say
i left behind what i was living for
once in a dream
i fell in love forever
now it just seems
whatever, whatever
somewhere buried in my mind
lost dreams calling from above
somewhere buried in my heart
i dream of falling in love
oh god i
still dream of falling in love
but i am
so afraid of living
so afraid of dying
so afraid of giving
so afraid of trying
feeling like i may be
the only one who isn't lying
sitting here alone
just alibying
wasting away
not even watching the world going by anymore
what's left to say
i left behind what i was living for
once in a dream
i fell in love forever
now it just seems
whatever, whatever
i don't have much time left in this life and all i do is work and moan
doesn't feel so good always being on my own
i don't have much hope left in this life for finding someone to love me
doesn't feel so good always feeling so lonely
will i always be
so afraid of living
so afraid of dying
so afraid of giving
so afraid of trying
feeling like i may be
the only one who isn't lying
sitting here alone
just alibying
wasting away
not even watching the world going by anymore
what's left to say
i left behind what i was living for
once in a dream
i fell in love forever
now it just seems
whatever, whatever
girl from texas
how you move me
your vibrations
pass right through me
and they take me
somewhere higher
there’s no telling
what
you could inspire
girl from texas
can i touch you
i’ll be gentle
i’ll be kind
i’ll be loving
as you guide me
through your body
in
to your mind
girl from texas
i embrace you
i adore you
loveliness
from this distance
i will love you
as you wish
and
as you are
girl from texas
you excite me
see me tremble
in your view
above all else
i’ll respect you
what you say is
what
i will do
girl from texas
know that this is
real and true
girl from texas
may you kiss this
let it through
girl from texas
please don’t miss this
feel it too
girl from texas
what your bliss is
i will do
girl from texas
i confess this
i love you
you say you want me to call
but you don't like talking on the phone
you like your talking face to face i wonder,
how long have you been on your own
you hand me your number as i leave
and encourage me to care for myself
now what am i supposed to make of that oh,
what's that book up on your shelf?
is it pride and prejudice
or is it war and peace
maybe tale of two cities
or the golden fleece
is it something unique
someone i never heard of
oh...
or are you writing something new
and does it take two
for the love or words
or are we gonna fall in love
you say you want me to call
well haven’t been asked for so long
i like the smile on your face i wonder,
what would you do with your own song
you reach out to hug me as i leave
i think i’m not sure i remember how
i was feeling you pressed up against me oh
what's that book your reading now?
is it the road less traveled
or is it custer’s last stand
quixote de la mancha
alice in wonderland
is it something brand new
will it fit us like a glove
oh...
should i act like i have no clue
or move like i do
for the love or words
does the answer come from above
what book do you read when you are most alone
what book can take you home
what book do you read when you’re most afraid
have you ever felt saved
by words or music or anything
what book lives inside your heart
i want to know your story
so where shall we start
you say you want me to call
but you don't like talking on the phone
you like your talking face to face i wonder,
how long have you been alone
you give me a smile as i leave
makes me want to take a good look at myself
now what am i supposed to make of that oh,
what's that book up on your shelf?
lost in the revelry
a lonely voice sighs
counting the promises that
have turned into lies
and in the morning light
an innocent cries
picking up the pieces
of life's greatest prize
and where are the friends we used to know
where is the caring
all of the love, where did it go
where is the sharing
once we could trust each other
like sisters and brothers
and now we hide behind locked doors
if i give you mine tonight
could i ask for yours?
lost in the cacophony
a lonely heart beats
counting the moments passing
as little defeats
living a life alone
a social life dies
we are social beings
is this a surprise?
so where are the friends we used to know
where is the caring `
all of the love, where did it go
where is the sharing
once we could trust each other
like sisters and brothers
and now we hide behind locked doors
if i give you mine tonight
could i ask for yours?
are there still dreamers dreaming the dreams
that created fairy tales?
are there still poets imagining
a love that never fails?
are there still children sharing pretending
without a world of fears?
are there still people living happily ever after
anywhere?
lost in the industry
a lonely hand asks
will anyone hold me today
between all the tasks
and in the dark of night
loneliness on the rise
counting the years passing
wondering why
we share less and less,
and then we die
why oh why oh why
why don't we learn to share more
before we die?
can we learn to share more
before we die?
oh where are the friends we used to know
where is the caring `
all of the love, where did it go
where is the sharing
once we could trust each other
like sisters and brothers
and now we hide behind locked doors
if i give you mine tonight
could i ask for yours?
she has this way of smiling
that asks you to want her
she's got this way of standing
that asks you to hold her
she's got this way of sitting
that asks you to come closer
she's got this way of moving
that makes you hungry for her
and you want to know more
and you want to see more
you want to lift her veil and her skirt
unabashed and embarassed
you're caught with your pants down
but wanting her just makes you hurt
you've got to do something
she's upset your peace
you've got to do something
to find some release
your passion is bursting
at the seems
desire has you humble
she fills all your dreams
just something about her
no words can explain
but if you don't have her
you will go insane
your hunger for her
is eating your brain
each moment without her
is more and more pain
it's becoming an obsession
in just a little while
you have become addicted
to her smile
she has this way of smiling
that asks you to want her
she's got this way of standing
that asks you to hold her
she's got this way of sitting
that asks you to come closer
she's got this way of moving
that makes you hungry for her
and all you want to do now
is tell her you adore her
and all you want to do now
is anything for her
you better tell her soon fool
you can't ignore her
stalling and shuffling
will only bore her
you'll lose if you don't try
so knock on her door
and tell her you love her
that's what you're made for
the loyalty
simplicity
a dog will give you more
unconditional love
just lying on the floor
than people ever gave before
for dogs do not want
to go to war
and dogs only want
to feel secure
to be loved
more and more
a heart is like a dog
the loyalty
simplicity
a heart will give you more
unconditional love
just lying next to you
feeling as it did before
it ever learned to fear
or go to war
for hearts only want
to feel secure
to be loved
more and more
and when a heart is broken
the infant inside
awakens to unspoken
tears to be cried
the heart wants to mend
but afraid to bend
and afraid to fall
so the heart goes to sleep
hoping dreams will keep
no feeling at all
sleeping like a log
i'd rather be a dog
the sleeping dog mends
with his only friends
a bone and a ball
and when the dog wakes
like when the bow breaks
the cradle will fall
and the baby cries
and the dream dies
the baby cries
the dream dies
but is that hope i see in your eyes?...
where the sleeping dog lies...
can we be so wise?
is it a surprise?
the dog is like you
the dog is like me
the loyalty
the simplicity
and we can share much more
unconditional love
than we ever did before
if we do not want
to go to war
if we only want
to feel secure
to be loved
more and more
feeling precarious
slightly delerious
life is nefarious
taunting this way
feeling parlous
slightly obtuse
life is refuse
constant decay
so why do i enjoy it
even on my own
i want to be sharing
but i am alone
so i sit here writing
hoping you will read
and pretend we're sharing
that is your good deed
feeling precarious
almost hilarious
life is comparing us
looking this way
feeling so wrong
without a song
i don't belong
in this today
so why do i endure it
maybe i'm insane
i want to be sharing
but sharing is pain
so i sit here writing
hoping you will read
and tell me we're sharing
and maybe the seed
will grow
and we'll come to know
what we're doing here
before we disappear
feeling precarious
not much gregarious
time would not marry us
into the fray
feeling so numb
blind deaf and dumb
what have we become
so far away
feeling precarious
just like yesterday
do you want to make love tonight?
i mean how do you feel about it
i ask as a friend, not as a come on
are you one who can take it of leave it
or are you one who can't live without it
do you want to make love right now?
i mean how important is it to you?
money sex power food or possessions
which of these are most important to you?
i ask because i want to know you
before we can go any further
before we can grow any closer
we need to be honest with each other
about what really turns us on
oh sure we can fake an orgasm
or we can pretend we are kind
for a moment we can be anything
but who lives deep inside your mind
that's what i want to find
oh yeah we can be well in control
existential or generous or casual
for a moment we can be anything
but what really motivates your rise
and what would cause your fall
what i offer is what i want to receive
the most precious thing to me can only be
honest unconditional love and trust
if this is too much then just keep looking past me
i am looking for someone who understands
can we place our lives in each other's hands
not in some fantasy or fairy tail
but in the real world where we just might fail
there are no perfect people
only perfect intentions
can we trust we offer the same?
the next thing you do
the next word you say
will let me into your game
now will you tell me your name?
do you want
do you want
do you want
what do you want tonight?
do you want
do you want
do you want
what do you want tonight?
