Blue Orchids

The ancient streets so crowded and narrow The winding stairs climb up, up high The air tonight hangs sour and heavy I'm dying up here love, lie with me lie The view electrical and sprawling The city lights move out and on and on Out there in the halo of the skyline My guardian angel looks down upon me Fall tonight sweet Paris Rain Shower me in her warm kisses A burning star over long lost highways My fallen love died so young And all the gifts you gave I have them And all your love I'm still holding onto She rides the halo of the skyline My fallen sister died so young Our last goodbye I wanted to be there To bathe the loss from your fading eyes Close these sweeping long gray curtains The dizzying spiraling heights Soft light pours into the room Fingers glide over my face A voice speaks, a figure moves How could I walk these old dim halls again How could I leave this room all alone When she comes by every morning Brings back pink and pale blue orchids When she comes by every afternoon Piano music weeps quietly As May melts into June When she comes by every evening Lays down beside me softly breathing