Monologue

Am I only dreaming
Is this to believe in
Maybe it’s just a fantasy
Or is it really happening
Happening to me
I was always lonely
Thinking love was only
Meant for those in fairytales
Never to be ours one day
Never to be ours
Bird has lost a feather
Fallen fruit we gather
Wind blows in the roseries
Whisper secrets in the trees
For us to unreveal
Hear the bells above us
Call the seasons of lust
Nature’s dancing dressed in green
To a distant tambourine
Distant, so are we
Am I only dreaming
Is this to believe in
Maybe it’s just a fantasy
Or is it really happening
Happening to me