Like a rising sun your friendship warmed my heart.
It’s golden rays lit my face and made me smile.
Sure, a brief cloud hid the light from time to time...
But I always knew the sun was still there...
I always knew I would feel the light again.
Now I see nothing but darkness.
Do black storm clouds obscure my light?
Is it passionate rain and thunder that fill my eyes?
Is this a cleansing storm that will wash away the hurt?
or...
Is the storm in my eyes the tears of loss?
Has the sun set so soon?
Is there naught but darkness left?
I cry for the loss of the light.
I cry for the loss of your friendship.
It’s golden rays lit my face and made me smile.
Sure, a brief cloud hid the light from time to time...
But I always knew the sun was still there...
I always knew I would feel the light again.
Now I see nothing but darkness.
Do black storm clouds obscure my light?
Is it passionate rain and thunder that fill my eyes?
Is this a cleansing storm that will wash away the hurt?
or...
Is the storm in my eyes the tears of loss?
Has the sun set so soon?
Is there naught but darkness left?
I cry for the loss of the light.
I cry for the loss of your friendship.
