| Vapor Oh how we danced You lit my darkness Shined the way with love Was it chance Or hopeless romance Sent from above? Taste of dew Reminds of you Now it seems Almost a dream For love passed Almost as if �Twer nothing more Than a vapor Winters song Must turn To summers rain Shadows loom Inside my room As I sit here I remember That day in November ever since The sun of mine Has refused to shine Love has passed Never to last Almost as if �Twer nothing more Than a vapor Copyright �-2001 Dennis Hicks |