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...