segunda-feira, 2 de março de 2009

Quest for Something


You've gone away.
Since you did, I search for something
And I wonder what that might be.
And every night I long for your touch.
And in my search,
My quest for something
I found some faces
Other than yours.
And I heard voices
But none with your tone
Your sweet melody
Your laughter on the phone.
The full moon watches me
As I cry my tears of sorrow
Hoping to see you again,
hear you say "I'm there tomorow
to hold you in my arms
till the day Earth ends."

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