With knowing eyes,
wiping away what’s left behind.
Letting wonders come to life
in my longing, desperate mind.
Giving these words of yours some wings.
Letting them rise.
Where all is seen and everything is heard.
They linger in a place
that never dies, never lies,
never forgets.
Your lovely words, once said to me,
will survive.
Our spark, our love,
our life.
With knowing eyes,
wiping away what’s left behind.
Letting wonders come to life
in my longing, desperate mind.
Giving these words of yours some wings.
Letting them rise.
Where all is seen and everything is heard.
They linger in a place
that never dies, never lies,
never forgets.
Your lovely words, once said to me,
will survive.
Our spark, our love,
our life.
