II
This unquiet heart of mine
This returning vision
This whole empty life
They all seek, yet find not
A hopeful trace of you.
What are you? To me,
A land I'll never dig
A love that I'll never have.
© EdwardConnor
This returning vision
This whole empty life
They all seek, yet find not
A hopeful trace of you.
What are you? To me,
A land I'll never dig
A love that I'll never have.
© EdwardConnor