Music Box

She had a music box
Up on her dresser top
She only played in
Her bedroom alone
Beautiful Dreamer
She thought must mean her
Making those words
Her very own
Alone


“But don’t you ever awake me
My life is not how it seems
Sleep will never forsake me
Here in my music box dreams”

Tapestry curtains blow
Around her window
She wears a linen dress
And necklace of pearls
The candles burning
Highlight the yearning
Only discovered
In dreams of girls
Girls

“But don’t you ever awake me
My life is not how it seems
Sleep will never forsake me
Here in my music box dreams”

In the stained glass mirror
The young man drew nearer
“Would I come in
And promise not to tell?”
“Climb up, my love, now
Receive my last vow”
She shared the potion
They drank so well
Farewell

“I will never awake you
Your life is just how it seems
Sleep will never forsake you
Beautiful Dreamer
Beautiful Dreamer
Dream…”

© 2007 David Argentati