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Love Songs and Eschatologies

Love Songs and Es·cha·tol·o·gies
?esk?'täl?jes/
All songs written by John Fiordelisi, aka Johnny Rockk, copyright, , 1990

Part one: Love Songs

When I sleep, I dream of you, you, only you.
When I dream, I run to you, you,  only you.
When I cry, I cry for you, you, only you. 
When I sigh, I sigh for you, you, only you.
When I play, I laugh with you,  you, only you.
When I die, I'll die for you, you, only you.
And when I rise, I'll rise for you, you, only you.

If I sent you a single rose, would you climb inside your mind and cry away
the pain of losing him?
If I promised you the world, would you sit right down and dream about all
the times you had with him?
If you I tried to take you from all the things you do to keep him in your heart,
would you break down...for him?
If I came to you in a dream, would you wake up and think it wasn't real
Or would you cry... for him?
If I felt my way around you, would you tear your heart from your mind,
Or would try...for him?
If I sent you a single rose, could you ever know, just how much I love you
alone...or would you just hang up the phone?

Andrea I, don't know what to tell you.  Andrea I, don't know what to say.
If I told you that you were the one for me, what would you say?
Would you laugh and find another guy, and turn away?  what would you say?
Andrea.
When I saw your eyes meet mine, at a glance,
I knew I must take a chance.
To find a way inside your heart and find romance Could it be the band?
Andrea.

When the wind calls, will you see me?  As the streets fall, near the sea beach.
I see windows of thoughts of a man who was then, all the time.
By the shadows we were dreamt, and reminded of the timeless servant.
Inner tensions results, not a cause of the cards we were dealt.
Watching windows, seeing love. Caressing shadows, being loved.
And by the end of our lives we are not one, but two.  I love you/
And by the stroke of time I have you, because we are two.

Beyond the earth's light, near the top.  Where situations crumble
and my love never stops.  Where the truth goes deep within your head,
in front of the front, you clsim it is dead.
Sought out destiny, I've reached a never.
But since it was said, it's beeennso clever.
As we talk some more, I can find a way to see yourself in the friendly haze.
What's said is done, what's done is told.
Though a pain I see thy very soul.
But in the shadows of gold
Creation's flowering, so bold.
Nothing bought but something sold.
In these eyes, the windows of your soul.

Copyright © John Rockk-Fiordelisi | Year Posted 2018

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