The dark man of dreams
the figure without any face
is taunting me
is haunting me
from his hidden place
The dark man of my dreams
killer of the hoping heart
is choking me
has broken me
since we did part
And until my awakening
I never felt
a single thing
But as winter turns to spring
I sense his loss
in everything
The dark man of my dreams
sentry at the slit of my soul
