Soft To Touch

I was thinking how good it could be
as I was sinking in the bed under me.
While I’m sleeping the night drifts away
daylight comes and the dream starts to fade.

The world I live in seems so lonely.
My dreams are gone and I feel empty
when I think of how long it’s been
since that someone, that certain friend.

Cold shoulders, dead lovers
the bed is frozen in crumpled sheets.
Night calls saying “lost forever”
that dream so fleeting when morning comes.
Outward turning, lights are blinding,
time is binding the teaming streets.
Crossing borders stream leaving friends
passing as wasted heat.

Watching faces that pass on the street
looking for someone who is looking for me.
Searching eyes which is futile so far
I never dreamed this would be so hard.

Soft to touch I need so much
Soft to touch I want so much


Copyright Oliver/Stella 2006