Winter winds howling
The morning air awakens...

My love is like a Dandelion
Letting go of all its seeds...

Do you ever visit, places in your past?
Exploring your journey, becoming so vast...

The morning fresh air
Is cool on my skin...

He sees it passing
But he cannot tell the time...

I'll wait until tomorrow
Before moving on...

When my life was so down low
You gave your hand to hold...

I've counted the weeks, days and hours
And scribed them into my heart...

We fell in love with talking
Conversations through the night...

I will remember you by colours
Because all else causes me pain...

Sometimes love will set the scene
For this moment not to pass...

Trust has to be earned
actions speak louder than words...