Night, what a scary time
A time when...
Give me a kiss
One that I can treasure...
My fire my soul
Is going out...
I believe in honesty
What do you believe...
A cry for help
Is a like quiet whisper in the night...
Day is drawing to a close
The ghostly whispers starts to flow...
You are the balm
To my wandering soul...
On that fateful day
It was horrible to say...
Broken is not the word
My heart is torn...
The animals cowers
In their burrows...
In my sleep
I sometimes weep...
Will I ever find
True Love...