| Lost Time My ship has docked I�m coming home, My arms await you still. Come my love I�ll carry you, To a mountain from this hill. Speak not of days gone bye, What�s behind us now is gone. Let me hold you in my arms, And my heart will sing its song. Fond memories of distant times, I�ve dreamed of this day. To kiss your lips and whisper dear, Far too long I�ve been away. As I hold your hand and cherish you, My heart beating fast. I remember words I told you, Our love will always last. I hold you to my humble breast, Deserving I should wish. That you would take me to your heart, I would seal it with a kiss. Take me as your long lost love, No more lonely nights. I�ll take you on a journey, And show you brighter lights. Now your hand is taken, I�m yours forever more. Walk with me through paradise, As now I close the door. The Masked Writer <-.-> � 2001 T Lovett |