Dec 26, 2007 00:53
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone-
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan...
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun