As evening shadows chase the sun
The night is here my day is done.
Through dark forests of my mind
A light is shone - it's you I find.
I see you.
On a dark and windswept street
The faces I see of the people I meet.
With their eyes they build a shrine
That takes me back to the forests of my mind
I see you.
Silent shadows creep on walls.
Catch the wind it's yours to catch
She's going away.
As I look into the sea,
The waves they break and part for me.
As my mind slips into sand
The water returns with the warmth of your hand.
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