lookin outside the window,
opening wide to a world of joy and sorrow,
the wind sweeps in harsh and cold
and i need a hand to hold,
i have never ever felt so lonely.
gone are the days,
still my love`s so far away.
the bleak is all i can see,
so i seek solace in my dreams.
there i walk with you
down by the brooks and streams
underneath painted skies ever so blue.
reality won`t rain on me
while i worship you in silent ceremony.
i curse the morning hour
when it should tear away the fragrant flower
i hold deep into the night
long before the waking light;
where sorrow starts and joy ends
for you are all that`s, my beautiful friend.
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