Nightwatch

Lying awake near the one that you love sometimes is a wonderful thing.

Hearing her sounds as she sleeps through the night

I can’t tell you the pleasure it brings,

I can’t tell you the pleasure it brings.

The lines and the shadows that rest in her smile as she slumbers with trust in her space,

bring me peace in a world that has frightened my soul,

since I’ve learned my love’s out of place,

Since I’ve learned that my love’s out of place

But there’s only the time that we spend with each other the rest is illision we build

Cause without the time there’s only wishes and waste and it seems like we’re never fulfilled

yes it seems like we’re never fulfilled

now broken pieces of time spill their story too fast

what we’re left with are shadows of us

growing old could be fun we should be proud of our past,

not searching for dreams in the dust

no, not searching for dreams in the dust

ah but love is peculier it sometimes brings pain

and I hurt knowing you hurt inside

but we know there are flowers that bloom in the rain

even though on the surface they’ve died

even though on the surface they’ve died

mb 4/07/83

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