like a spray of colors
made of imaginary lights…
…I, cover my eyes with you at night
strange when one discovers
having barely cared for others,
in perfect stillness,
miss closing my eyes with you
(come to me in colors,
rain from heights)
till my heart recovers
I'll take my leave of lovers,
in all fairness I, might.
warm under the covers,
void of awareness, I…
(cover my eyes with you at night)
[Thanks to info for correcting these lyrics]