Celeste

Here I stand acting like a silly clown would,
I dont know why Would anybody like to try
The changes Im going through ?
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that dont exist
But it aint so bad, Im just a lad,
So many more things to do,
I intend to come right through them all with you.
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile,
Youre lucky to catch a few.
Theres no magic wand in a perfumed hand,
Its a pleasure to be true.
In my crystal halls a feather falls
Being beautiful just for you
But that might not be quite true, thats up to you.
Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake
A strange young girl sang her songs for me
And left fore the day was born.
That dark princess with saddening jest
She lowered her eyes of woe,
And I felt her sigh, I wouldnt like to try
The changes shes going through
But I hope love comes right through them all with you.