We lose ourselves in the night
with our souls wanting sunrise
Innocent spirits of light
searching till our passion dies
Flowers blooming all alone
happiness or lasting pain
so elusive the unknown
to love and not love in vain
Shimmering starlight woven,
what are all these moonbeams worth?
Sleep on and dream of heaven,
when soft twilight dims the earth.
There’s something within which grieves
the silence where shadows cease
ending on the rustling leaves
peace, peace when there is no peace.
Love remembers all the pain
Sadly tears must vainly fall
What we seek our heart will gain
so love, remember, remember it all.