For Shame |
| by Michael Anderson |
For shame it has to end this way.
For shame we let love slip away.
For love, once held priceless, endears-
Time, standing still for lovers lost in years-
Of gleaming stars and dreaming eyes,
Golden sunsets on ice-blue skies,
Soft velvet wings on which love flies-
Beyond all facets of acclaim.
Burning, yearning, raging higher.
Dipped in passion, tipped with desire.
As to the sky the flames aspire-
In two unbound souls set aflame.
We touched, we loved, we had it all,
Yet foolish hearts roam untame.
To the allure of a stranger's call,
We lost it all, for shame.
For shame memories of moments tender-
Would die in forgotten splendor,
As all the dreams we once embraced-
Are lost forever and defaced.
As the very stars dimmen before my eyes.
Rain falls from melting, ice-blue skies.
And the red rose dies beneath scarlet lies-
Yet I can't even recall her name.
Where priceless love is bought and sold,
Smoldering ashes cannot warm the cold,
Blackness swallows the sunsets of gold,
And thoughtless emotion bears no claim.
For broken wings never again shall fly,
Nor this foolish heart roam untame.
For each night with but a dreaming eye-
I still see your face, for shame.
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