The time is getting on,

he has been gone to long.

A storm is coming.

I must set out and find you my darling,

you always come home like the starlings.

Were are you my love?

The rain and wind that comes from above,

hold me back I know something is wrong my love.

I am cold wet and worn.

I stumble quite a lot,

it’s a struggle to walk.

I stumble for the last time,

I let out a heart braking whine.

It’s not to late as my body covers his.

He is so cold,

my heat must take hold.

How long have I to go,

I feel myself going low.

I open my eyes without my darling,

I am climbing upward just like the starlings.

A voice calls from a light,

I want to go with all my might.

But why can’t I make it feel right.

I need to find my love,

I return from above.

He is no were to be seen.

Searching for my love,

my whines will be heard for evermore.