The Poet Of My Dreams
David West
3:59We are no angels, we don't live in the sky We're born in a different light We emerge from the underground And take our place with the people downtown The call of night is a siren sound Though I don't know your name Or your star sign I want you to know that you saved my life When we got lost in the dark sky I want you to know that you saved my life You saved my life I drift in the rhythm, I'm lost in my life Hope is the sharpest knife I cling to the city, though it's deaf to my cries Leads me here to a flickering neon sign And into your pale eyes Though I don't know your name Or your star sign I want you to know that you saved my life If I am gone when you open your eyes I want you to know that you saved my life You saved my life The hippie in the parking lot Says I've got to know That I've got careless blood And a sailor's soul The call of night is a siren sound Though I don't know your name Or your star sign I want you to know that you saved my life When we got lost in the dark sky I want you to know that you saved my life You saved my life When we got lost in the moonlight I want you to know that you saved my life If I am gone when you open your eyes I want you to know that you saved my life You saved my life