In the heart of time

 

I draw the curtains
waiting in the darkness
for a little light
to break thru the crack
in the heart of time

lost love
drowning
on the surface
of things
that were never
meant to be

waiting in the darkness
dead thoughts resurface
and your photograph
frames old memories
in the heart of time

naked with fear
burning
in distant longings
from long ago
that were never
meant to be

crouching in the corner
I hold you close
in my fading dream
hoping for one last kiss
in the heart of time

in that crack
of light
I can feel
the love
that was never

meant to be