It was dark, dark, day-
The lightless sky had gone astray,
Children hid away in fear,
As they saw the evil thunder leer,
But the music still played-
And two hearts still swayed-
Two souls and the wilderness,
Two hearts that won’t forget,
Two words of tenderness,
Two lives that should never have met.
It was a slightly lighter day-
The world was hung in sheets of grey,
Children peeked into the clear,
As they saw specks of blue appear,
But the clouds still wept-
And two hearts still kept-
Two souls and the wilderness,
Two hearts that won’t forget,
Two words of tenderness,
Two lives that should never have met.
It was a bright, bright day-
Faces mirrored the sun’s warming rays,
Children played outside in delight,
Assuaged that they needn’t take fright,
And the trees still offered shade-
And two hearts still escaped-
Two souls and the wilderness,
Two hearts that won’t forget,
Two words of tenderness,
Two lives that should never have met.
