I Feel the Touch of Sorrow

I feel the touch of sorrow while I walk along the shore, while I watch the seagulls lifting in the air and flying toward the crimson sky very low. Between earth and sky I never feel lonely, somewhere there must be someone to end such a loneliness; somewhere there must be someone to reach me and lead me on... if anyone can fill my emptiness, I'll be grateful in return. Between earth and sky I never feel lonely; I hear the palm trees rustling in the breeze... the creamy, puffy clouds drift away, the pale sun lowers slowly. I feel the touch of sorrow while the watch ticks the minutes away so fast; I feel the touch of sorrow as I watch amazed the luminous sunset.