Each day we pass in the halls of our home
Not a word do we share it's like living alone...

Innocence, Thine eyes entrance
Bewitching with your solemn glance...

The preacher's gone, I'm all alone
I'm standing here, beside your grave...

I see you sit, upon a dream
Waiting there for me...

A raindrop on a window pane
so small and so obscure...

Inside my mind, there lingers
Just a thought of you tonight...

I see the darkness creeping in my mind to take...
The shattering of pieces of a heart broke long ago...

No stars to cross the lovers' knot
Nor twine the soul so fierce...

The stab...
though felt first in heart...

It's Friday night, his paychecks cashed
He's dressed country, boots and hat...

I caught a tiger dozing
On my bed one afternoon...

Upon the floor he lays in waste
A man who once was king...