AT NOON ON A CLOUDLESS DAY
LEAVES RUSTLE IN THE STILLNESS
AND THE TREES BEGIN TO SWAY
I'M HAUNTED BY THESE EMPTY STREETS
WHERE EVERYTHING SEEMS THE SAME
A COLD WIND STARTS HOWLING
AND IT SEEMS TO KNOW YOUR NAME
ANGELIQUE
TIME STARTS RUSHING BACKWARDS
TWISTING ON THE WHIM OF YOUR SCHEMES
YOU WHISPER TALES OF DISTANT PASTS
AND SECRETS TOLD IN DREAMS
OH ANGELIQUE EMBRACE THE NIGHT
SPEAK THE WORDS AND WEAVE YOUR SPELL
I HAVE NO WILL, I LIVE TO SERVE IN YOUR SPECIAL KIND OF HELL
WILL YOU EVER RELEASE ME, ANGELIQUE
AREN'T YOU TIRED OF PLAYING WITH MY LIFE
IS THERE STILL A NOPE FOR ME, ANGELIQUE
WILL YOU OWN ME 'TILL THE DAY I DIE
YOU HELD ME CLOSE THAT FULL MOON NIGHT
AND EVER SINCE I'M NOT FEELING RIGHT
WILL YOU EVER LOVE ME, ANGELIQUE
WILL YOU EVER LOVE ME, ANGELIQUE
C PAUL SANDBERG 2005
