I wish I was the phantom
Who gives you your desires
Who nurtures you to bloom
In whatever I might.
I wish I am the phantom
Who loves you with all my heart
And guides you in the dark
When clouds cover the moonlight.
Oh but I am a phantom indeed
A vision in the night
Who loves you in the dark
And caresses you with moonlight.
Yes… I am but a phantom
A vision in the dark
Who scares you when I’m in sight
And gives you fear in the coming of night.
And forever I will be
A phantom in the night
Who will forever thrive
In this unrequited love of mine.
I am a phantom, a phantom indeed
A vision in the night
Who scares you in the dark
Who denies you the moonlight.
25 December, 2009
Phantom
Posted by Mike at Friday, December 25, 2009
Labels: love
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