featherlee1
pain
Feb 07, 2007
In the wake of dawn
when the air is crisp
The wind howels as
It carries the sound
Of my heart weeping
In sorrow for the pain
That stirs deep within
The deepths of my soul
The days seem extra long
The nights are even longer
There is no rest
peacefulness has fleen
far away into the mist
Of the Night
You feel like all the stars
Just fell out of the sky
You once trusted, believed
The rose so Red
A Love so beautiful
Until the prick of the thorn
And the blood drips
as do the tears fall
Alas my heart will
Be still in the night
Walk into the shadows
To be forgotten once more
Trembling, weeping , praying
There is nothing to
Show you the wayI
when the air is crisp
The wind howels as
It carries the sound
Of my heart weeping
In sorrow for the pain
That stirs deep within
The deepths of my soul
The days seem extra long
The nights are even longer
There is no rest
peacefulness has fleen
far away into the mist
Of the Night
You feel like all the stars
Just fell out of the sky
You once trusted, believed
The rose so Red
A Love so beautiful
Until the prick of the thorn
And the blood drips
as do the tears fall
Alas my heart will
Be still in the night
Walk into the shadows
To be forgotten once more
Trembling, weeping , praying
There is nothing to
Show you the wayI