Tapestries of gold smother your eyes...
Though it's hard, I must say my goodbyes...
Shall thou leave and never look back...
So thou will not drift into your eyes...
Or shall thy eyes meet with you on last time?
I turn my back...Only to find myself lost yet again...
I can't help thinking...remembering...Your eyes of gold.
Though I try to turn back...to go back to you...You're gone...
Or could it be that I am the one that's gone?
All thats left is a vivid memory... But maybe we will meet again...
Someday when the moon falls from the sky, into the ocean...
Someday when the angels fall to the damp ground in despair.
That's when we will meet again... And until then...Thou shall wait...
Wait for thy love... Wait for you...
But then I hear your voice...
Could It really be you? Or is it just a mirage...?
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