In the lonely night
When the angels are asleep
When trees stand
Tall and darkness is deep
I can hear sound
Of your feet on the floor
As a shadow you
Come and stand at the door
Years have gone
Since you left tobe in peace
We were lovers
You left against my wish
Memory of the time
Spent together is with me
From your true
Love my soul is not yet free
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Memory of the time Spent together is with me From your true Love my soul is not yet free.. lovely theme, touching write. Beautiful on love and parting shared. Thanks.