Saturday, November 05, 2005

falling into you

And in your eyes I see ribbons of color
I see us inside of each other
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say, what’s his is hers
I’m falling into you

This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
I was afraid to let you in here
Now I have learned love can’t be made in fear
The walls begin to tumble down
And I can’t even see the ground
I’m falling into you

This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Catch me, don’t let me drop!
Love me, don’t ever stop!
So close your eyes and let me kiss you
And while you sleep I will miss you
I’m falling into you

This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Falling into you
Falling into you
Falling into you

An anthropologist once asked a Hopi why so many of his people's songs were about rain. The Hopi replied, "Because water is so scarce. Is that why so many of your songs are about love?" ~ Gila: Life and Death of an American River