Your touch was moonlight on my skin
A silver promise from within
We built our dreams on ocean foam
Where phantom hearts could find a home
The fireworks faded in your eyes
Like dying stars in morning skies
Now only echoes softly call
From empty halls where we would fall
We were the fireflies in the storm...
A desert rose without a form...
You built me castles made of mist...
Where phantom lovers still exist...
Your words like sand through open hands
Lost in the hourglass of plans
I traced the shadows on the wall
Of memories Ican't recall
Thebeacon's light that seemed so true
Dissolved inmorning's ocean blue
This afterimage in my mind
Is all that I was left behind
We were the fireflies in the storm...
A desert rose without a form...
You built me castles made of mist...
Where phantom lovers still exist...
When fireworks fade to ashen grey
Do dreams continue anyway?
This hollow space between the notes
Is where my floating hope still floats
We were the fireflies in the storm...
A desert rose without a form...
You built me castles made of mist...
Where phantom lovers...
still exist...