• The wind so gently passes
    The memory of you
    Across my mind,
    Whispering, saying
    Your the love of my life

    And as the chills
    Creep slowly upon my neck,
    I remember your,
    Soft rosy voice

    Which so passionately says
    Those three words
    I long to hear
    Now standing still
    Listening, waiting, hoping

    But never hearing
    "I love you"
    So slipping back into
    A deep slumber
    Where pain doesn't follow

    It's to late now
    Cause I'm only
    Bones and Sorrow