the Heavan's Above

The clouds above me where grey.
The clouds around me where grey.
Though, of coarse, here they’ll stay.

Alone through the world, I’ll be right here.
Alone through the dark, I’ll be right here.
When ever you decide, to let me be near.

Although I’m not gold.
Although  I’m not gold.
I’m still not near as cold as him.

Around the last day.
Around the last day.
Let me take you to the Faye.

So please tell me love.
So please tell me love.
Will you listen to the heaven’s above?


 

Reviews

[LivingDeath]

Very good write, flows well and is full of feeling good write :)