When I retire in the night to my bed,
limbs tired with the journey today
just then a journey begins in my head
to the places we've been till heyday
never feel the pain of your absence
mesmerised by the sweet fragrance
and little fingers through my hair
close my eyes with a shadow I wear
throughout this Darkness of Light
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dedicated to Zarah
limbs tired with the journey today
just then a journey begins in my head
to the places we've been till heyday
never feel the pain of your absence
mesmerised by the sweet fragrance
and little fingers through my hair
close my eyes with a shadow I wear
throughout this Darkness of Light
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dedicated to Zarah
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