and i know, my dreams are cool to your touch
yet, your touch makes my dreams true

it is like i am broken
and you here just to mend
i feel you know that i am falling
and to your affection, which is calling

the world looks sweeter
and i feel neater
it is true, i have got my feet back
and i have got a little self respect

the magic is not in the cliched eyes
or a cliched touch
it is a feeling,
a feeling that is always enough

you are a builder of doors
a constructor of strange worlds
but for someone, who lights fires
you can be so cold

then, as i jolt in my sleep
and i know,
the planes i travel to are infinite

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i feel cheated
yet,
i cannot see where
i can feel the cheat

you are a star in the sky
you are the feeling
that is destined to fly

stolen moments
of a stolen touch
golden moments
but is gold enough?