The Dreamweaver

There is a place
Between here and there
Where dreams are true
And nightmares real

The fabric of reality is thin with wear
And the monsters of tomorrow is hiding there

The skies are black
no stars are seen
the angels weep
for the lost souls

The fabric of reality is thin with wear
And the monsters of tomorrow is hiding there

Here the Dreamweaver makes her home
Between the battles of the flowers
and the call of injustice

She wears no color
but in her eyes
I see the future of bright light
She holds the key to all

The fabric of reality is thin with wear
And the monsters of tomorrow is hiding there

Oh Dreamweaver make me a dream
It seems so real
Make her love so strong
Make her love so sweet

Let me close my eyes
and pretend
Let the lies wash away
let the love last

The fabric of reality is thin with wear
And the monsters of tomorrow is hiding there

Let it be a dream of green
of luscious orange and blue
Let the dream have purple colors
And sand between my toes

Have the image stay with me
Through the world of tears
Oh Dreamweaver, I beg of you,
Let me keep my dream.