Sheds the cries all in my tears
The night, no where else to weep,
It had the sorrow all inside,
Not the heart, but much so deep.
Wasnít for it then whatís so weird.
I wanted to talk all about it,
It took refuge, not else but in me,
Its shadows and darkness never showed the desire.
Left me wondering all the way, all in life,
Why donít I have it but in me.
It would cry over the times to pass,
But would find the love for which it lasts.
The love all so more, so much
Lucky to be, but not much to wait,
Left with me all and so,
Much and much more though so late.