St.'s Eve

On St's Eve I sit here and grieve
my caring and wanting of you

Of just such a love, that holds you above
you never have known it's true

The shine in your eyes, like deepening skies
enchants more than magic can do

Some tell me to smile, 'cause it's been a while
since all I can think of is you

I hear your sweet laughter,just moments after
and I'm caring and wanting of you