In the night

A wind blows softly this cold feeling before me,

as I take among my soul this feeling,

nothing is found in my eyes,

only fear of forgetting,

loneliness abounds.



Snow covers my soul as you lie to me in love,

saying more than you meant to say,

expressing less even still,

finding who I was,

so weak I am.



In the night I cry for your touch,

moments pass and I fail to realize.

Never before me is your hand,

notwithstanding my heart falls.

So broken am I now behind my eyes,

shadows paint the images seen within.

Only love can fix me unbroken,

but never will I know you again.

In the night where you cried before,

I fell apart watching you dance alone.

Where shadows still sing to the lonely,

in a time where love still exists.

In the night where I stand alone in sorrow,

I waited for a hint of something more.

Never to know understanding,

only to feel this emptiness inside.

So lost in this moment unforgotten,

when I can’t seem to recall your name.

Left to die in this eternity smitten,

by a love that isn’t even there.

Taken apart by the emotions,

found in the eyes of tomorrow’s light.

In the night I found only misery,

where love once knew my name.

















Johnny Love