Lydia my Sweet Lydia let down your flowing hair
her eyes glisten through the sunset port
harbor respects for passion & lust
you had been mindful in the past
dream big to heavens port
of long ago passing dreams

when I look deep into your eyes Lydia
I can see my future
filled with hope for a better tomorrow
through the flames of sorrow sweet Lydia
a pearl of deep desires reflects your heart

I saw you shiver in the rain
as you drenched your coat in sullen boots
minutes ago a tender smile would flow
gives cadence to the simple
as a beacon of light
to a much hurting word in need of love

Lydia my dearest Lydia as a fawn is groomed in late pastures fell
your charm and warmth is so hard to tell
a challenge to be free is a quest of time
your heart is an opened door until we meet in heaven