Wester
I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I,
beneath the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within.
Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face,
I creep through the twilight to that
hidden place beyond the lonely.
Ill meet you tonight in the whispers when no ones around.
Nothing can stop us now.
Tonight in the whispers where we wont be found.
I can feel you dreaming of me and the time when our steps are retraced
and I creep through the twilight to that hidden place,
beyond the lonely, Ill meet you.
Beneath a dream, lost in a dream tonight.
Smile.
