The Jingle

My Ears Deceive You The Faint Silent Jingle No One Can Hear Us Wandering In The Meadow Memories Etched Transparent Hidden From Their Eyes Only I Can Feel You When The Last Angel Flies Sitting At Your Door Stoop Awaiting The Arrival Searching For A Truer Heart That None Could Ever Rival The Sunlight's Faded Covered In A Sea Of Black Piercing Rains From The Sky Dripping Down My Back In The Eyes Of Admiration There Can Be No Wrong The Jingle Is Rising And I Can Hear Your Song A Gentle Heartbeat Raising My Sullen Spirit Drowning Out The Surroundings Too Amazing To Forget