The Sun Turns to Grey
The sun turns to grey
and my shaded heart to gold
when you flash a smile.
From the BlueHere upon the threshold of a midnight hour, Conversation warms under incandescent rays Harvest LoveAcross fields of golden grain I see her Her scarlet dress dances under harvest moon My arms yearn to touch her tender hands Yet, I remain motionless and silent; Looking GlassOn opposite glass I see her walking Her face is golden and her skin Suddenly, she turns her face toward me I stand frozen, immobilized as her silhouette Love You StillWhen we see the light Can I stay a while Your lovely smile So I sing this song And now you’re gone And it breaks my heart Well I’m still here With YouThoughts of you are flashing past my eyes Your hair falls into place And the nights with nothing else to do I want to put this pain aside Your hands run down side The DriveI’m weaving between metal death The radio plays all our songs The air becomes my only hope The mileage is my written proof Love Before 11:00 a.m.In distant thoughts or fading dreams As the night coat begins to shed The sand of time trickles tardily BeautifulThis feeling I cannot describe The way your smile makes me feel I hope these words aren’t too late I hope we’ll make it through the fights |
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