a curled blond hair lays on the shoulders of a godess
with her cat like eyes she's slowly piercing through my
heart
sometimes the pain is just to hard for me to take
you're as real as it gets but
i know that the picture of us that's in my head is just a
lousy fake

you are the pill aginst my illness
you are the air i need for living
for you, with all of this i will build the palace of your
dreams

maybe someday you'll look at me
maybe then you'll realize
I'm the one for you
you can see it in my eyes
in the picture that's in my head there is us slowly kissing
slowly loving inside the palace of my dreams