Mourning Glory

The sun is up
And we're still shining
Infatuated 
silver lining
And for your soul 
my heart is pining
And so it never goes

Highs and lows
The fire pending
A mass of fools 
that go on spending
And through my dreams 
I keep rescinding 
I wonder if it shows

You lead me in 
Affections shifting
So I do all 
the heavy lifting
All my love 
I keep on gifting
And you'll never really know.