Nov 28, 2005 21:41
where for art my baby
to where has she gone
i felt some trace of her
but still i can see none
my nose, it still tingles
her scent is in the air
engulfed with the aroma
of her sweet skin and her soft hair
my heart, it pounds faster
franticly i search
down a long, dark alley
which ends outside a church
slowly i enter
listening for sound
as i gaze i find my baby
shes in front, in back, hell she's all around
beautiful stained glass windows
with scintillating color and shine
all show scenes of a girl
with one look i know she's mine
in one she kneels, appears a mother
a child in her arms
another shows her amongst an admiring crowd
impressed by her charm
in front i see her smiling
standing on a beach
hair down to her shoulders
white dress down to her feet
but through it all something is missing
i feel its almost too much
though this hall is filled with my baby
ive nothing to reach out and touch
and as i feel a tear emerge
i hear the softest whisper
"i'm here" says she behind a curtain
my only thought is to kiss her
aside i push the drape
and hastily rush through
but there is no one there
where she went i have no clue
have i gone crazy?
am i having a dream?
but wait, soft hands close round my eyes
behind me she remains unseen
ive searched for you on high and low
i turn and kiss your lips
"i love you" we both say at once
your hands behind my neck, mine upon your hips
i know not how to end this story
of love and iron will
but i do know, each time i see you
my heart and mind stand still