Three by Andrew Lewis | |||
You have gone away You are nothing but A dream to me now
The sun is pale
The song-birds have gone |
No. Only in my dreams Do I see you by a warm sea Bathed in the sunshine of the Levant
Only in my dreams
No. You see the same skies |
I remember when at night I looked down upon London From a high place
I could see a myriad of lights
Like a home |
And I wondered Where is my home? Where is my place?
I think about you
As I wander on a cold |