I see your face in the moonlight
As I stare into the sky
I hear your voice in the twilight
As if you were right here by my side
But you might as well
Be a million miles away
As I sit here quietly
Watching the leaves blow by
Some things are never meant to be
At least there are moments
Stolen from the flow of time
When our orbits cross paths
And a brief glimpse is mine
But you might as well
Be a million miles away
As I sit here quietly
Watching the weeks go by
Some things are never meant to be
John Thompson
July 13, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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