Flying into a Wicked Trance
I fly to the edge of paradise
Finding my retreat
Its there I keep my sanity
From the people that I meet
Like a soldier in the field
Must cover his head from shells
I guard my feelings close
And watch as my heart swells
When we lie close
My heart races with the feelings I have for you
And when the moon is resting just above the ocean
I think you may feel the same way too
And unless this is destiny
And it was all just meant to be
I’ll fall into a wicked trance
And walk out to the sea
I don’t know what our limits are
So let us make them far
Talking walks at midnight
Just to find the brightest star
Cause the time we share together
Is all we have for now
And if there’s something more
It will find it’s way somehow
© 7/13/1992, William Grant Preston
