• My dreams are like a story
    But I tend to forget to write in the pages
    Unsure what to say word for word

    Oh my angel
    Oh my guardian angel
    Could this be real or maybe not

    With every twisting turn
    I see the urge of an ever firing burn
    Gazing into reflection of your eyes
    Just then the plot begins to stir

    Always fumbling through the obstacles just to be left behind
    Blind sided by the feelings that I kept inside

    Seeing you just isn't enough
    Without the passionate touch of your finger tips
    Intertwining within embrace
    Locked in a loving kiss
    When will I wake up
    Could this be real or maybe not

    Oh my angel
    Oh my guardian angel
    Could this be real or maybe not

    It's just a dream