Fourteenth

I tell you to walk me till the road seems right,
But you follow me into my dreams tonight.
You feel like a promise I may never know,
Like the one that light owes the shadow.
You talk about the prom that's been on my mind,
And I think of leaving all my past behind.
The stars come out for a studded evening,
I look at my feet, 'cause my thoughts start flying.
You tell me to let my hair down,
They'll go well you say with my gown.
That is when our eyes actually meet,
You begin this song,
 And I am already complete.