you asked me what I want to wear in the romantic moments in some far off dream
I will tell you black or I will dress in shadows if shadows could be cloth
I would wear red if my body was the body I possessed before I gave birth
And time had torn my youth apart
But now its simply black I want or shadows cover me or simply sheets
Inside my skin , I feel as if I leap, I dance
But the frame of earth holds me here and rips apart young dreams of love
And now I dance only in my memory and kiss in my memory too
There are no dreams in red or gold
Sometimes there are no dreams at all
Yet I catch a glimpse of who I was if shadows could be cloth

Kathleen Woolrich