I’m not ashamed about last night
Nor what was done in the dark of night

I’m not ashamed of you my love
Or the passion felt between us both

I’m not ashamed of who we were
Or who it is we have become

And if it was but for a night,
I’m happy that it happened

Romance is gone,
It's long since been dead

While chivalry,
Good nature
Are left for the odd and strange

Every woman longs for her prince
For her armour clad saviour

But all she will find
Are those who will never romance her

I love the rain.
Flowing from the heavens,
Cleansing the world
Of its imperfect glow.

I love the rain.
As its darkened clouds
Scares away the blind,
allowing beauty to flow.

I love the rain.
Since the world seems to stop
And truly see peace,
For a moment or so.

There you stand before me
Across the vast ocean of my mind

I long for your touch
For your taste on my lips

Eyes meet (Just for a second)
But I see only the ground

Heart racing
My eyes hunt for yours

To show you feeling
In the fleeting glances we share

I wish to hear your voice
Feel you warm and safe in my arms

But alas you have gone
Disappeared from my gaze

As you fade
Forever gone from my mind

I'm left with nothing
Not even a name...

I love the quiet,
Of these cold
Lonesome nights.
The darkened world
Left sleeping in warmth and peace.

I love these thoughts,
That ravish my mind:
Like a fire without warmth,
As I listen to the silence.

I love the sight,
Of the snow covered hills,
and the forests, and fields.
Frozen under their white blankets
Awaiting the warmth of a forgotten sun.

I love the peace,
Of this colourless world,
Cold and Hated,
But beautiful all the same.

And I love the Quiet,
Of these cold winter nights,
Where the warmth that you bring
Is all that I need.

As I pass through the clouds      
Falling faster to the ground

I hear the quiet of the sky
And the noisy world where I will die

My thoughts turn to the things I've done
And the dream my life has yet to become

Fear then passes through my mind
And I think of people and places gone

But as my journey nears its end
I remember words and dreams I've left

I feel at peace in this quiet sky
And know that this is not good bye.