Laughter licked the dying breeze
Loving dropped like falling leaves
Birds fly high as rivers freeze
Stealing warmth like lowly thieves
Better days the sun would shine
Mornings flared while wind bells chimed
Back when you were truly mine
Where our love was never timed
Living was our spineless plan
We’d sit together, hand in hand
Back before the end began
Delicately writing love letters in the sand