a request..

Every time the moon races the sky,
I think of things that changed my life.
I think of things I cannot hide,
Of emotions, trapped deep inside.

With tears in my eyes and fear 

In my heart, I think of the end,

Where it starts. I think about all things, 

The promises I've made that still clings. 

When dark clouds bring in the rain, 

Still the cold air brings back the pain. 

Through all the tears my eyes have cried, 

O friend, do promise to stand by my side.