COME TO A DANCE i BECONDYOU...THE TUNE SEEMS MEXMERIIJG BUT ITS NEVER TRU
Has yor head ever rested on your pillow
as you begin to think
and thoughts come to haunt you
and your heart begins to sink?
You begin to toss and turn
as the clock ticks on in time
and you dance with the demons
hidden in your mind.
The demons can be simple
or dressed in disguise
They can be real memories
Or something we surmise.
They entice us with a music
of happenings long ago
The tune they play comes softly
and the dance is often slow.
The demons are our feelings
we keep hidden in our souls
Hurts, and disappointments
Most we've never told.
We tell ourselves its finished
Why do we bring them out again
but these kinds of demons often
have no end.
We lay in silent darkness
as the long night turns to day
Another sleepless evening
as the demons came to play
The demon of a love gone wrong
or one of childhood's pain
The demon of a past mistake
but no one is to blame
But as we dance with the demons
hidden in our minds
We begin to realize
that if we give them time
They will either haunt us
Or they will disappear
Exposed in the sunlight
often makes them very clear.
So when you hear the music
on a sleepless night
Its you who choose to listen or
you who choose to fight
Oh they will come to beckon you
those demons in your mind<BR
Tags: Memories Pride Feel Sorrys
