O to hear a true song
Sung to me
In the dying light of day
To say a true word
Not in play but
With conviction
I'd be your captive listener
Your greatest fan
Intent on every word
A standing ovation with
My eyes
To greet the final line
Then I could live again
And the world
Be full of light
Once more
Monday, 4 February 2019
O to hear a true song
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment