In the loneliest hours of the night
I draw the sky around me
in the vanishing hours of the light
I only dream and wait for you.
And like a nightingale
My broken heart would sing
For for these bitter tears
And broken wings.
Day after day
of endless colors
These endless hours
I contemplate
Day after day
Is a frozen river
Where time stands still
I sit and wait.
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