She was smiling right in front of me,
And I could not move my eyes off her…
She must surely be an angel, I had thought,
Or maybe it was another of my dreams…
In the distance I could hear laughter,
Everything was so unclear and hazy…
Maybe it was the coke that I cracked,
Sometimes I am desperate to forget…
I wept, silently, so that no-one heard,
Then I wiped her memories off my cheeks…
The fragrance was typical of its kind,
Maybe it was the smoke from the cigar…
Life is difficult to understand sometimes,
Nevertheless I am alive and breathing…
The dream which was once a reality,
Still runs through my imaginations…
I am not insane, neither am I a lunatic,
I am just another man deprived of love…
And I could not move my eyes off her…
She must surely be an angel, I had thought,
Or maybe it was another of my dreams…
In the distance I could hear laughter,
Everything was so unclear and hazy…
Maybe it was the coke that I cracked,
Sometimes I am desperate to forget…
I wept, silently, so that no-one heard,
Then I wiped her memories off my cheeks…
The fragrance was typical of its kind,
Maybe it was the smoke from the cigar…
Life is difficult to understand sometimes,
Nevertheless I am alive and breathing…
The dream which was once a reality,
Still runs through my imaginations…
I am not insane, neither am I a lunatic,
I am just another man deprived of love…
i m da rider of da storm