I CAN WRITE YOU THE MOST SADDEST LINES
I Can Write You The Most Saddest Lines
Can I write you the saddest lines tonight of my heart ,
I miss your call another time ;
Your voice I missed again
And it was not my fault at all ,
‘The night is fractured without your love in it ,
The shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’
I cry hoping you can see the rain pouring down in your
Paris skies on you tonight ,
The night wind have the words that I sighed over you tonight,
I can write the saddest lines tonight from my heart to you ,
To let you know I'm sorry and I miss you ,
I loved you, sometimes my love has a hard time to come out and play ,
With you in the rain ,
But know this my love for you is true ,
My love is only for you .
On nights like these I would play many love song that made my heart
Cry out rivers of words you had never heard .
In my arms to night no you to hold .
I kissed your photo and kissed it again ,
Greatly under the infinite sky I ask who are you holding tonight .
Oh how I cried hoping those words will never be true you holding
Another under your covers .
He loved me, sometimes I loved him more you see ,
He is in Paris and I am faraway from Him .
But my poor heart loves him each and every day ,
These blues I pray will go away soon when I will see you .
How could I not have loved him ,
His voice so sweet and kind ,
His words touched mine like right on time .
I can write the saddest lines tonight from my heart ,
To think I don’t have him with me ,
To think I missed his call and that's not all ,
Who is he holding tonight when I am not on his phone line,
Oh how I cried another night without him in my life .
Here is another vast night, vaster without him , with out his
Call to get me through another pouring rain night ,
Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass.
Morning is on the run with coffee in my hand ,
Each sips I think of you how is your night why my day is just starting ,
Did you dream of me ? Because I dreamed you .
What does it matter that I couldn't keep him ,
The night is fractured and he is not with me.
Another empty moment and another sad line on my time .
My soul is not content to have lost him .
But my soul holds on to what it knows ,
He is a big part of my heart !
When I dream of him my poor heart hungers to hold him ,
As though to reach him, my sight looks for him but it gone cold,
My heart looks for him again but he was to far from me to see ,
I don’t love him , that’s certain, but how I loved him oh how it hurts.
My voice tried to find the breeze to reach him in my dream .
But again he is to faraway .
Another’s kisses on the phone , like my kisses ? , Did you miss them ?
His voice, bright my days , But my nights are cold without you in it.
I don’t love him , that’s certain, but perhaps I love him .
That's why I am weighting for his call .
Lilly Emery (C)
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