Now we’re worlds apart,
with the memories of our love,
hanging on the walls.
I dream of a time
when I could still hold you in my arms.
I wake up
Expecting that lingering warmth on the sheets
to once again find myself
all alone.
Now we’re worlds apart,
with the memories of our love,
hanging on the walls.
I dream of a time
when I could still hold you in my arms.
I wake up
Expecting that lingering warmth on the sheets
to once again find myself
all alone.
Mercury The Scribe 