The cold lily
I saw her watching the black skies
Fair as a lily, cold as snow
Despair is in her heart and eyes
I speak to her words soft and low
Will my poor words make her realize
That life does within us still glow
I saw her watching the black skies
Fair as a lily, cold as snow
Grey eyes and a warm heart
A tall man is speaking to me
With clear grey eyes and a warm heart
He says there is hope he can see
I try to keep myself apart
But something in me flutters free
Maybe a new life I can start
A tall man is speaking to me
WIth clear grey eyes and a warm heart