When I lay in the dark
and everyone is asleep
and there is nothing left to say
I listen tot he night.
She speaks to me
in whispered softness
of stolen dreams
and lost innocents.
She weeps silently
of pain and regret
for a life lost
to a broken heart.
And I cry too
just as silently
just as painfuly
we share our regret.
And in the dark
you sleep beside me
never knowing
never hearing the night.
she speaks to me,in whispered softness,of stolen dreams,and lost innocents
she weeps silently,of pain and regret,for a life lost,to a broken heart
and i cry silently,just as painfully,we share our regrets...
lovely words full of emotions,i did relate to things
lovely write..
This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,-
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet .. more..