My soul is full of a lonely song
My blindness is my sight
The shadows that I feared so long
Are all alive with light
Like in every shadow there is light
In every tear, a smile,
In death there still is life
That lingers for a while.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
I would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal
Because if life is a beautiful lie,
Death is the ugly truth.
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
My soul is full of a lonely song
My blindness is my sight
The shadows that I feared so long
Are all alive with light
Like in every shadow there is light
In every tear, a smile,
In death there still is life
That lingers for a while.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
I would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal
Because if life is a beautiful lie,
Death is the ugly truth.
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