I am Sierra. |
I can feel the blood rush to my hand
After you held it tight...
She sits with her love
By the fire of life...
Its upon my guilty conscience
That at night I weep...
An angel shadows her room
And watches over her at night...
I held her close to my heart
Afraid to let her go...
So to the stars and moon, I thus confided
About a love so precious, yet unrequited...
The Queen of Hearts title I once had possessed
I had a kingdom of riches and a garden blessed...
Every end is just a new beginning
A chapter closed, but always printing...
Tragically wasted and alone with no words to say
Too stubborn to scream the agony that's on my mind...
Soft wind whips knots into my long hair
I can hear a voice whisper over there...