Silence of Time

The Silence of Time

In the silence of time,
on her face there's a sign,
as she passes she'll ask what you know.

Never changing her mind,
Is she cruel, or kind?
When she keeps you there
and I'm alone.

A moment ago, you came to my fancy
What's left for us to show?
Is it farewell, or what could be?

My reverie
Your fantasy
Stories untold

So sing morning dove!
Can we find and know love?
So must it take flight
Can we keep love in sight?

In the silence of time,
on her face there's a sign
as she passes she says:
You will know.