Blue Satin Dress (Song)
By well-wisher
Sun, 30 Oct 2016
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1.
I came across your blue satin dress.
It's creases, felt, under my caress
and thought of all the waves on the sea;
the foam of soft, white lace did I see.
I came across your blue satin dress.
It's creases, felt, under my caress
and thought of all the waves on the sea;
the foam of soft, white lace did I see.
2.
Then, deep into the past, did I reach;
remembered you and I on a beach.
Your back on the sand; mine on the sky
and all the white lace clouds floating by.
remembered you and I on a beach.
Your back on the sand; mine on the sky
and all the white lace clouds floating by.
Chorus:
Now my tears run from an ocean deep
of all the memories I'm cursed to keep.
A tide inside of me that never sleeps;
it pulls upon my heart and so I weep.
of all the memories I'm cursed to keep.
A tide inside of me that never sleeps;
it pulls upon my heart and so I weep.
But love if you come sailing back to me;
all those deserted dreams and that secret sea;
a perfect storm of passion; of ecstasy
will, like a waterfall, all pour out of me.
all those deserted dreams and that secret sea;
a perfect storm of passion; of ecstasy
will, like a waterfall, all pour out of me.
3.
I heard the waves that crashed on the shore
and ran my hand through the sand once more;
how like the golden sand was your skin;
the oceans breath, your breath deep within.
and ran my hand through the sand once more;
how like the golden sand was your skin;
the oceans breath, your breath deep within.
4.
But it was not as real as it seemed.
I rose out of the depths of my dreams;
that distant shore of sweet happiness;
all I had left, your blue satin dress.
I rose out of the depths of my dreams;
that distant shore of sweet happiness;
all I had left, your blue satin dress.
Chorus:
Now my tears run from an ocean deep
of all the memories I'm cursed to keep.
A tide inside of me that never sleeps;
it pulls upon my heart and so I weep.
of all the memories I'm cursed to keep.
A tide inside of me that never sleeps;
it pulls upon my heart and so I weep.
But love if you come sailing back to me;
all those deserted dreams and that secret sea;
a perfect storm of passion; of ecstasy
will, like a waterfall, all pour out of me.
all those deserted dreams and that secret sea;
a perfect storm of passion; of ecstasy
will, like a waterfall, all pour out of me.
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