Strangers Gift

Beneath the falling stars I stand desolate and alone. Despite the midnight light I find nothing I'm far from home. Through crimson tint of fire I dance with myself in my dreams. You're not there to hold me I dare not even sing your name. Wandering in my mind, evading evening fog I sit beneath the sunlight I think of my desires untold. Innocence unknown, My world came to me of a strangers gift, the gift of darkness I've never known. Could you see my paradise, my world of pleasure not of pain? Could you appreciate my dreams of love, my fantasy of fate? In midnight clouds I clothe myself, in auburn fires I gaze. No, you'd never appreciate my place, my world of strangers gift. Of one night I obtained my gift, this strangeness, this darkness, this world. Of one word I obtained this place, with one motion, one passion, one greed. Now in this darkness I'm left to myself, to steep in my paradise of loneliness. I'm glad I'm here and not with you, I'm doing well on my own. My comfort now is my stranger, he comes and he goes. You no longer matter to me, I no longer remember your name.