Vision - Marc and the Mambas

I have a vision of you, locked inside my head;

It creeps upon my mind and warms me in my bed

A vision shimering, shifting

Moving in false firelight;

A vision of a vision

Protecting me from fear at night

As the seasons roll on, and my love stays strong

I don’t know where you end, and where it is that I begin

I simply open my mind and the memories flood on in

I remember waking up with your arms around me;

I remember losing myself

And finding that you’d found me

As the seasons rolled on, and my love stayed strong

Be my child, be my lover, swallow me up in your fire-glow

Take my tongue, take my torment, take my hand and don’t let go

Let me live in your life

For you make it all seem to matter

Let me die in your arms

So the vision may never shatter

The seasons roll on;

my love stays strong