| Away Away I go into dreams of a life, not my own, one free of strife. Away into the joy of beautiful things, a moment’s peace, it sometimes brings. Away I will go into dreams without crying, sweet relief, from my heart's slowly dying. Away I will travel to wondrous places, hoping to escape, leaving no traces. Away I do sail into the deepest blue, only to awaken, to a pillow absent you. Away into dreams, of my making I will stay, until angels free me, and send me on my way. |