Somedays I cry seeing the joy of my offspring knowing one day I'll die,
anxious to to see my future and go beyond the sky.
Somedays I cry
like a river I've been running to my dream, in search of a sound peace to flow like a stream.
Somedays I cry.
Somedays I cry
I've nurtured this body only for it to turn to dust,
My name will be remembered with things of the past.
Somedays I cry
Somedays I cry
When the final curtain is closed, I'll remember the days of old, I visualised the tears of those I mattered to the most, my presence will be of a ghost.
Somedays I cry.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Peace,
Dayvid