In a crowd of a million I stand alone. There you were appearing like an angel to guide me from this darkness. With the grip of a million men holding on to me. Within but a instant I feel so free. I keep walking deeper into the crowd. Calling out your name in the hopes you shall reappear. Suddnely I can not contain my self all of these tears deep inside of me. Bellowed out like a mid morning storm. Grasping at my soul this very last shred.
Love please be true come to me.
Only a moment has passed but yet if feels as though it was a million years. Sweet wind take me home. If only love were here I might survive this very night. Now shadows come closer to my touch. Feel this heart beating oh to much. Grip my soul and rip it out. If only love were true it would come to me and save my last breath for some one who deserves another chance.
Love please be true come to me.
I felt you once in a dream much to real to call reality. Only hope was giving a second chance for a whisper was nothing but glance. As I woke within this place a tear had fallen upon my face. From an angel high above holding on to once was. If love is true please let it come. Take my soul and dance umong the stars at night. Kiss me once and hold me tight.
