Separated
I'm listening to the rain falling
Through this silent lonely night,
Looking at the horizon,
Where my heart is calling
Me, separated from my mind.
I, disenchanted, feeble, frail,
Give in to weakness, momentary.
My pride's a guile, I'm not afraid
That you'll discover all my truth -
You know where my hope is buried
Much better than I do.
On me you shed your inner light -
Turn into shadows my fears.
If I could stay with you tonight
And in the morning disappear,
Or die, but in your arms... I'd die.
And I indulge in just one dream
Till it's dissolved in fresh spring air
By winds of anguish and despair
When once blue skies just seem so dim
Without you there.
Twenty-five hours a day,
Eight days a week of you I'm thinking.
Forgive my sins of yesterday
And stay with me... don't leave me sinking
In waters of dismay.
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