And like the light of a summer’s day…
The darkness crept back in and dispelled all laughter
For, only but a brief moment
But alas! Moments are all we have got. Are they not? I ask thee this…are they not but all we have got when the curtain is drawn?
And like the light of a summer’s day…
The darkness crept back in and dispelled all laughter
For, only but a brief moment
But alas! Moments are all we have got. Are they not? I ask thee this…are they not but all we have got when the curtain is drawn?