Why does the sun hide from me?
I need its warmth and light
A silvery moon out of reach
I stand before you unseen
I need its warmth and light
A silvery moon out of reach
I stand before you unseen
Darkness spills into the street
Blankets me in sheets of black
Haunting are breaths in shadows
Mercy I cry out defeat
Blankets me in sheets of black
Haunting are breaths in shadows
Mercy I cry out defeat
Weeps the willow as night falls
Downward their branches do mourn
Sorrow lifts eyes heavenward
Dear Faith will you heed my call?
Downward their branches do mourn
Sorrow lifts eyes heavenward
Dear Faith will you heed my call?
With weary soul I hearken
A voice no longer my own
End this death I am living
My heart has already gone
A voice no longer my own
End this death I am living
My heart has already gone
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