Faraway Stranger Faraway Stranger Our shadows pass unseen When I walk past you everyday Sorrow gently touches my hand and My heart fades away like a summertime flower dying in the cold autumn wind I secretly yearn for your thoughts to drift my way Just for a moment's time If only I could share my love with thee Light would finally be cast upon my despondent spirit So I quietly beseech to thee Will you taste the fruits of my soul? Its sweet nectar would caress your gentle lips and Your eyes would finally be filled with love for me But alas, you will know nothing of my desires I am faceless wreckage in your mind So my heart lies idle deep in the dark waters of my spirit and Solitude tugs incessantly at my mind And tomorrow I will pass by you again And once again the shadows of angels will shroud me in ashes Faraway Stranger

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