Every Night I Fall In Love

Every night I fall in love with    the girl inside my dreams Waiting there with scarlet hair and A folded pair of jeans   A soft wind blows in the coming night And I close my sunken eyes I kiss her neck and she kisses mine And I feel what good decries   There’s nothing there But skin that’s bare and A vision of endless mirth Who am I To deny The coming, of my rebirth?   I feel my soul being ripped apart and I don’t know what to do Lust against love and god above And to whom I’ve been sworn to   Beauty and youth is stretched and worn by The two extremes in me Plotting parallels pull and pry Away, who I wish to be.