Texty: Scott Matthews. Passing Stranger. Sweet Scented Figure.

Say pretty now watch the wishes fall,
Way patient now never learn till you call.
Silence so sweet feel the dreams unfold,
I awake in my sleep and it's you I hold.
Oh oh I gaze at the way that the colours merge into a beautiful view,
But nothing compares to the path that i tread on now,
And I'm led into,
the rise to my senses I follow the sweet -scented figure I tasted now,
Taste I can only describe as a dream I once had
It tastes so good.
Surmise my soul to the depths of your waves.
Under lock and key is the feeling i crave.
Sooner we ache with the touch of your skin.
You're living proof that there's healing within.

Oh oh I gaze at the way that the colours merge into a beautiful view
But nothing compares to the path that I tread on now
And I'm led into,
the rise to my senses I follow the sweet -scented figure I tasted now
Taste I can only desribe as a dream I once had
It tastes so good

(Thanks to dido for these lyrics)