His mind wanders the what ifs.
Where does she wander my sweet memory
The soft scented mist which blesses the night
That lost lover’s tears may vanish from sight
A whisper of dreams of some fantasy
My soul searches sorrow for signs of light
Some spark of something that used to be me
Some hidden answers which I didn’t see
Which wanders with she whom I once held tight
Was it the day which chased her away
A misspoken word an ill-gotten rose
What could I say to cause her to stay
Some meaningless lines she already knows
So now I must pay for past disarray
As she now wanders a part of me goes
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