Night

Eyes of glass stare right into mine
As I wish upon a shooting star.
You came closer, I could see them shine,
And I knew you would forever leave a scar.
You grabbed my hand, my heart was healed
That warm summer night.

The leaves were falling
As you held me in your arms.
It was like your lips were calling,
Calling me to your cute little charm.
You grabbed my hand, my heart was healed
That cool autumn night.

Sitting alone under the snowy sky.
The darkness hiding our feelings.
The moment stirs up a loud cry
For me to stare at your eyes gleaming.
You grabbed my hand, my heart was healed
That cold winter night.

Dedicated to Paul Samuel Browand Jr.