My heart, it trembles, lost in dread,
The skies, they roar and shake my head.
A tear escapes, a soft release,
From aching eyes that seek no peace.
My heart, it trembles, lost in dread.
In your warm hands, I place the dry,
The leaves that fall as years drift by.
Your touch restores what time has stilled,
A barren branch with life refilled.
My heart, it trembles, lost in dread.
The skin you touched, I hide away,
The heart you reached, I cannot say.
Oh moon, your glow, so cold, so bright,
It burns my soul through endless night.
I clipped my wings to reach your height,
But fell beneath your silver light.
My heart, it trembles, lost in dread,
The skies, they roar and shake my head.
A tear escapes, a soft release,
From aching eyes that seek no peace.
My heart, it trembles, lost in dread.
