The Lost Love

She sees the light in her room

She wonders why she can’t get through

He explores the world

He looks for that one girl

She hopes her dreams will come true

She wishes she could see something new

He sees her in the sand

He asks her for her hand

She cries herself to sleep

She is too broken to count any sheep

He wonders what it would be, if

He hadn’t married she

She feels her heart break

She wonders how much longer it will take

He feels a sense on grief

He hopes it will be brief

She feels better up above

She is flying higher than a dove

He feels such a great loss

He thinks what’s one more life to toss