Brooding

Cold as stone
Like a tomb
Under the light
Of the moon

What's left of me
Awaits the hour
To see the sun

In a long forgotten tomb
In the hollow of a tree
In an old abandoned temple
At the bottom of the sea

What's left of me
Awaits the hour
To see the sun

Where the fires have gone out
Where the heart bleeds dry
Where hope fades to doubt
Where dreams go to die

What's left of me
Awaits the hour
To see the sun

What's left of me
Awaits the hour
To hold you in my arms

In the darkness of your shade
I'll wait
For you

What's left of me
Awaits the hour
To see the sun



Credits
Writer(s): John Carpetta
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