It's Not Wrong To Love You

To you it's just another dismal mourning To once again open your weary eyes Feeling hollowed inside, ashes filling your being Looking at a bleak, cold, haunting winter dying day Your smiling going high in the winds No angel has fallen to grasp you in warmth Feeling soiled by the wretchedness Like a bird I watched you from the towers of a stretched horizon I can feel your pale soul in flames that paint a bitter canvas If you need embracement, I'll be there You and I can watch the show fall together Being in a silent Northplace woods Gathering love, free from death and life I want to fire blaze in your eyes So that the anguish can be ripped from your chest In the nightfall, let us walk along the river of shadows The moonlight being are guide Fireflies soaring through the blackened sky I will take an oath to you that gleams To make sure your flame burns brilliance I hope you do the same for me Casting unearthly unison Because it's not wrong to love you