You left my heart in cold and pain,
You never said goodbye.
I tried to find you again in vain,
But never could, how hard I tried.
And as the rain keeps pouring on,
Shadows creep along the way.
There is no moon there is no sun,
There's no light there's no day.
Can't we try another fresh start?
Without risking everything.
A lonely man with a broken heart,
Can only of his sorrow sing.
Peter S. Quinn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/8-from-what-s-really-happening-in-54-numbers/
