IRC-Galleria

Sometimes I wonder if this fight is worthwhile
the precious moments are all lost in the tide.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but I can't find the words.
The scent of magic
the beauty that's been.
When love was wilder than the wind.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why.
But I have to listen to my heart.
Before I tell him goodbye.