The very one for whom my heart sings
Is burying me alive
And here, I'm left with two broken wings
Too heavy and weary to fly
How soon it seems for love to fade
How quickly it's over and done
And I who thought it was here to stay
Believing it finally had come
Long as the morning dew clings to the grasses
Long as the noonday sun graces the sky
Long as the evening winds brush through the meadows
Whispering your name like an echoing sigh
Longing, my heart will call for you
Wandering under the sun
Aching, my lips will burn for you
Longing, under the moon...
- 专辑:Parkdale
- 歌手:Elizabeth Shepherd
- 歌曲:Sicilienne