For - My Angel

In the early hours of the morning, When night holds the world in his soft black embrace, There are moments when the strain of being away from you Pierces my heart like a crystal dagger, And drains my blood and joy away... There are moments, too, when the loneliness crushes, A lead weight on my chest so I can hardly breathe And I lie awake, in pain, staring at the ceiling My lips whispering your beloved name... As if by magic I could call to you to my side Across the endless miles But of course that’s just a childish wish The cold hard truth is that you are far away, In an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar land And here I am, sadly sweetly alone… Your beautiful smile isn’t the first thing I see when I wake up Your arms don’t protect me from the ghosts of the dark And instead of your wise dark eyes, The only lights I have to guide me are the icy stars And instead of your handsome face I see only the pillow beside me Empty and white, in the dead of the night