I wonder wonder if I’ll ever hear her voice again, or has it played to it’s end.

On my mind all the time, please someone break these chains that bind.
I see her in the clouds with the rainbows and tomorrows,
she makes orchids blush and my heart rush with the sound.

With the sound, with the sound

This fire in my heart turned to ember and then to ash.
With a whisper on the wind this blaze would start again.
Burnin down all I’ve found since then.
But my friend She didn’t stay and now the ash has blown away

So This crown of sorrow, I will wear for what might have been.

The sun asked me where have you been. Dancing with the moon one more time my friend.
Moon beams and vivid dreams carried on the winter wind.

This crown I wear till then.

Until the sunshine turns to rain and I know she feels the same.
Winter has no love for the man who’s lost his friend.
Here I go again. Like the stars she doesn’t seem very far but out of reach.... it’s a sin.