Circling back around to find the love your dreams delivered,
Through ailing animals and eerie whispers in the night,
Climbing into supernatural, over obstacles of reason,
Where you found me, in its ever-present light;
Circling back around to find the voice that I can talk to,
Of spirits dancing on the tables turning time,
Who believes my words and hears them, as they sparkle with enchantment,
While I compose and channel him this verse of rhyme;
Circling back around to find the heart of my completion,
Beating with the rhythm of your smile,
Letting me be who I am, making love with intuition,
Seeing what will come from passion for a while;
Circling back around to find the wind beneath my feathers,
Rising higher as we’re understanding things,
Inspired by the sunrise, and the mirror of your glances,
You’re an angel, a sacred sentiment with wings;
Circling back around to find the love your dreams delivered,
Through ailing animals and eerie whispers in the night,
Climbing into supernatural, over obstacles of reason,
Where you found me, in its ever-present light;
Where you found me, in its ever-present light.
