A night in the arms of the sky

Past Loves

sitting on the back porch longing for you voice

seaching for you face and a reason why it is gone

singing to the stars hoping you would hear me

talking to the wind praying it would carry my words to you

making promises to the moon so he would bring you back to me

and in the end longing means nothing

searching could take forever

you can't hear me so why sing

not many prayers are answered

and all promises are empty.

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