For a life time, I have loved you from afar,
and even though to this day, I know not
where you are.
We went our separate ways at a very young and
tender age. The paths of our lives have never again crossed,
but those days of long,
long ago when we promised that our love would live forever and a day.
Those words have become so precious to my broken heart.
Each and every day, I search
the crowed streets in hope that
I'll see your smiling grace and
hoping you might recognize my
aging face.
In my dreams I still see you...
back, back in time when we ran
hand in hand and wrote lover
letters in that sugar white sand.
After all these lonely years,
our initials still remain carved
on the trunk of that old oak tree.
Our love was as sweet as cherry
wine and ran so true and so free.
Then the winds of war took me
away... you were young and couldn't
wait for the promise of
our love forever and a day.
Oh! If only we could capture time
in a bottle but time is just dust
in the wind, here now and gone
tomorrow and life goes on...
I often wonder if you ever
look for me in the crowds,
the subways or on the busy
city streets.
I can still see you standing there,
dressed in white Spanish lace,
your auburn hair flowing down
your back to your tiny waist.
If we never meet again, my aching
heart will surly shatter, brake
and never mend.
I wish you happiness, I wish you success,
and most of all... I wish you love.
And may the sun always shine on your
side of the street, and someday by
chance, on a crowed street may our
eyes in a passing glance once
again meet.
Where ever you are...
No matter how far,
I send you my unwavering
love on the morning star.
