D D. CROW

The night had come
For us to be the dance
To spin the head
In the flesh
To feast the passion

And it’s your touch
That fills the space
Between the stars
And it’s your eyes
That reflects eternity
In the silence of time

No clouds can still the horizon from us
The seashells of love
Are spread on the table of sand
Body in body
We’re dancing the dreams

In the suitcase of our life
There are only things we need
Words are weaved into a song

And it’s your touch
That fills the space
Between the stars
And it’s your eyes
That reflects eternity
In the silence of time