there was once a season
in the night there were dreams ; full of love
you laid beside me
the underlying feeling of loneliness consumed me
and for some reason it didn’t seem to consume you
maybe it did.
there was a season
in the morning
i watched as the sun rise
believing somewhere, somehow
you were watching too
were you?
once there was a season
while it rained
washed over my sorrow
i walked as if you were alongside me
I talked and received no answer
guess you didn\'t hear me.
and throughout all the seasons
you would never,
whether it was night , morning, sunny or rainy.
you were never really there
right?