I like it    I don't like it

Within myself

There are a million things

Spilling over

Falling out into a silent stream

Feel the warm wind touch me

Hear the waters crashing

See my windows wiping clean

It's my recurring dream

Within myself

A secret world returns

Over and over

Where the white flame of desire burns

Feel the warm wind touch me

Hear the waters crashing

See my windows wiping clean

It's my recurring dream

Within myself

There are a million things

Feel the warm wind touch me

Hear the waters crashing

See my windows wiping clean

It's my recurring dream