Memories rekindled in the early morning
hours...

I was in my darkest hour. Contemplating my life...
What was your darkest hour? Something that to some...

He still loves her
Even after all she's done...

The memories regenerate the passions I had with...
Like the ocean, they came crashing to the shore...

You come to me through the darkness.
Wading through the fog of night and...

Love soars high above us; dangling on silver
strings hung out from the heavens...

The moon glistens brightly upon the water;
a shimmering path to tranquility...