too long we've wandered in winter
It felt like Springtime on this February morning, in a courtyard birds were singing your praise..I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel all right. Though I'm far away I'll whisper your name into the sky, and I will wake up happy. The whistle of a train on a Summer evening..I went to meet you barefoot, barely breathing. And I wait for and I wait for, and I wait for when the sun comes out again..when the sun comes out again. We gotta keep holding on, I will wake up happy.
~ Tale as old as time, true as it can be...barely even friends, then somebody bends..unexpectedly.
Just a little change, small to say the least. Both a little scared, neither one prepared..Beauty and the Beast.~