Hear Autumn's voice descend like rain through the night Hands pull a book of memories from a dusty chest Within the yellowed pages lies all I have ever wished for I seek a name and one is found inscribed by long dead hands
I found your heart within these words Each crystal tear reflects my Nevere
No body moves beside my own though I feel you near And from the halls I can hear your footsteps falling softly Do your eyes see the ice that hangs below my window sill? I smell your hair like the softest breeze from somber skies
Dark is the path over which limbs extend to grasp a lost love Between them time intends to stand until the day does come Through the midnight's hour I hear a piano play a soft and sorrowful song The past has passed, the death has died and I am left with nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
