Oh weary wanderer Lost and all alone Where are you travelling this bright and early morn?
Weary wanderer Have you got a choice? Fading fast from this earth Just to hear one tiny voice
And as the rain falls down And as it merges with the grass Hear her cry With each passing night
And as the shadows grow And the light of the souls brightens far. And wide Just to bring you to my side
Oh in this darkness far from home, on these cliffsides I'll be waiting. Waiting for your heart to return to me
May the roads that you have passed See you safely home at last Until that fateful day we meet again.
The Quince · Sat Mar 31, 2007 @ 11:55pm · 0 Comments |