The sound of your voice, like soft echoes in the night The glimmer of your beauty in the sunlight The palm of your hand, your touch, on my face The mysteries of your movement, your grace All the things I loved, and everything that never was
And Everything That Never Was
And Everything That Never Was
And Everything That Never Was
The sound of your voice, like soft echoes in the night The glimmer of your beauty in the sunlight The palm of your hand, your touch, on my face The mysteries of your movement, your grace All the things I loved, and everything that never was