Flew

Out of my dreams into Into my life you flew What kind of bird are you? I don't read fairy tales I just write them Dare you to make them come true The most flattering reflection Flows through a lover's eyes Diving in head first I made your superstitions mine I feel the power On the tip of my tongue But even a magic Bullet draws blood Out of my dreams into Into my life you flew What kind of bird are you? I don't read fairy tales I just write them Dare you to make them come true I'll be standing by the turnpike When the river runs dry Landing on my feet But it still hurts every time I'm still at war With the demons inside Fighting my self portrait What a drawn out way to die Out of my dreams into Into my life you flew What kind of bird are you? I don't read fairy tales I just write them Dare you to make them come true