There's magic here tonight

Watching you like a T.V. show

It's something so intense

With whiskey & sounds of music

My senses are in lullaby

Staring in coma

Among a cloud of buzzing people

Flickering images of Fellinni's Roma

It's so "unreal" but true

Just like when I think of you

So "unreal" but true

Doing those things you do

I dream a little dream of you

Doing those things you do

In a strange wonderful dream

So "unreal" but we see it through

And make it true

Because it's all we can do - living

A strange life that's true to you


John A. Conte` JR

May 21 - May 26, 2004