Still He Stands

Do me a favour, Always be my forever. The Sun burns no more, The wind flies no more. And now the Oceans, And now the seas, But soaked with the Arabian sands! And still, here he stands, Firm as though he were buried In the cold of Alaska, for he trembles. And like a kid, he cried! To hold the other end of the rope, Is what all he hopes. His yearning ear, It says, call my name, I want to hear. Life's never the same, Without your melody, No longer can he bear. Lonely world, Oh! So cloudy!