The Monk and the Lover

I hear the silence raining down
Around the ground beneath
I hear the rain upon the roof
Comforting, comforting

I hear the droning of the sea
It fills this empty room
My dear, I think of you, my dear
Far away, beyond this wintry night

Take these lonely sounds
Take these lonely sounds
And hold them tightly in your arms
And hold them tightly in your arms

I see the words between the walls
Speaking sweetly and softly through the night
I breathe the love I hold for you
My dear, don't you worry now

Take this solitude
Take this solitude
And hold it tightly in your arms
And hold it tightly in your arms

Ahhhh...
Ahhhh...



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Claire Wesche
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