When I am alone I dream of you,
As untold secrets light your eyes.
No other can affect me as you do.
All the tales I tell myself are but lies.
I let your memories carry me.
My waking light pales until I no longer see,
And then nothing is as it seems.
I am lost in a world of only you.
I walk among the living but do not see
Till the night burns through,
And again, you set me free.
Have you come to light my way?
As I stumble through this darkness,
I give all that I am this day,
For I can offer you nothing less.
Come, take my hand, my love.
And if the cost be great,
Let us gladly pay the stars above.
ÓK. Stoley