Months have come and went,
time left and spent.
Moments of eternity and bliss,
here now to witness.
A blink as blue skies,
turn grey in old eyes.
Bells have began their knell,
and leaves have all but fell.
Hold on,
cold song,
I long to live.
Months have come and went,
time left and spent.
Moments of eternity and bliss,
here now to witness.
A blink as blue skies,
turn grey in old eyes.
Bells have began their knell,
and leaves have all but fell.
Hold on,
cold song,
I long to live.