You are there in my dreams,
A glimmer
A shadow
The man for me.
I compare people I see,
Silhouette for silhouette.
I reach out,
Hoping its you
Only to find smoke.
When will I find you?
Will you be just mine?
Will you be ready?
I search and search
Loosing hope,
Loosing faith
Then I dream again
When will I see your true face?
Only in my dreams?
Will I ever find you?
Or only smoke and mirrors?














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-David Ansen on "Ratatouille"
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You can't be a hero hideing underneath your bed
Got to live the life you create inside your head
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--
"A film as rich as a sauce béarnaise, as refreshing as a raspberry sorbet, and a lot less predictable than the damn food metaphors and adjectives all us critics will churn out to describe it."
-David Ansen on "Ratatouille"
--
You can't be a hero hideing underneath your bed
Got to live the life you create inside your head
(Lyrics from I'm a Pioneer)
Check My other account
[link]
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