Drawing near in my dreams, so I sleep now |
In retreat, I would hope for him |
For hope, I would kneel to him |
Painful, I can drown for my pale angel |
Feeling the darkness, so young today |
In time, so beautiful and unseen |
I was his star for many nights. |
Last night I wrote you a letter |
I long to hear his voice again. |
No other man would ever make me feel so right |