Sometimes I sit and ponder
The idiosyncrasies of life...

One sunny afternoon in May
I went down to the lake...

I am but a limb, shaken and broken.
Torn away from the tree of life...

I have a friend who's in my pocket
She's such a help to me...

It suddenly occurred to me, my love was not...
From depths to deep inside of me, for you my heart...

The tears are an oasis inside my heart of stone
Littered with the sands of time as I trudge alone...

Although the pictures faded
and the black has turned to gray...

In the corner of an eye,
a simple tear is found...

Glistening tears
Sparkling pearls of sadness...

Unless you have your Will in order
And have set your life to right...

The moonlight saw me cry tonight
As I stood in its embrace...

The idle night beckons thee to the dark stone
To howl at the stars and to grieve there alone...