I sit beside the fire and think of all that
I have seen of meadow flowers and
bu*terflies in summers that have been
Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autums
That there were with morning mist and
Silver sun and wind upon my hair
I sit beside the fire and dream of how the world could be
When winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see!
For still there are so many things
That I have never seen in every wood in every
Spring there is a different green
I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago
And people who will see a world that
I shall never know I sit beside the fire and
Dream of the great inmortal night
With every tear and every cry remember the cold nights
Never seen this light before
Great fire without a light
Darkness burns in me
Will I ever see the night again I do not longer care
I just want to leave this world
My hope is almost dead
Fire take my soul
My cold hands hold the tears-long forgotten by time
I awake in this neverending dream
I hear your hopeless voice- that screams from the beyond
Please don't leave me I will be forever by your side...