My heart it weeps
For times gone by...

What I want you cannot give
Fear and hurt let it not live...

No matter what you do people still want more
Even feats impossible, cannot even score...

I dont know what I feel anymore
I am angry and resentful...

I long to know your tender touch
To hold you near I'd give so much...

A darkened day in late September,
Fires burned to final ember...

Burning vision of his love,
a gift he thinks, from gods above...

I breathe in deep, take in the air,
My eyes still closed in silent prayer...

I feel your arm upon my own,
And suddenly we are alone...

In troubled manner shall I sleep,
Till I no longer make you weep...