Tears came down..tears dried up along the way
I wish there were a better way to say I love you
holding you, loving you, weeping stories, shed day after day
I clasp your hand, I open the palm and hold it to my tear wet cheek
I can feel your pulse, and with every beat I loose a dream, that last night of hope and longing for acceptance.
Do I speak, will you listen, a song never sung, a word never written, a time without laughter, and sorrow gains the threshold
lost are the glorious waves, gone with the tide; sand prickling our toes, salt air filling our lungs, filling with a richness, a harmony of music unspoken to wipe away the tears; I cannot stay, I cannot say: I will always love you.