Embers burn, the fire glows, Tonight the wind is high, dark clouds are low. All around are ghosts of days when we were young and spirits filled with laughter. Seasons pass, and I still can find no answer. Your smile fades and disappears. Feel like something's missing, I stumble in a daze, cursing at the darkness and wishing back the years. In a dream we walk the shore. Your hand is warm in mine just as before. I throw a stone into the sea. It fades from view, trying to wish you back to me.
