The moon seems to have lost the glow
The stars have lost the sparkle
The sky weeps bitter showers
Gloom sweeps across the heavens

A nightingale sings, brings me no joy
Songs killed by the despair in my heart
Shadows in my soul grow longer, darker
My senses yearn to feel you again

Yet in the midst of all this doom
A small spark still survives
A tiny flame of Hope clings on
Hope that I may see you again

Days may pass, years may fly
The tides may see new dawns
But this here heart will always
Always keep you a special place… eternally.