I see you in the dark
there beyond the light
waving at the knight
to give you a hand
with the mess you done
But the war begun
he had to run
away from the light
of your stuning love
He faded away
you had to stay
and fight the pain
with your own way
You took the plane
and that was lame
you never looked behind
at least you had to say goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem