Your Touch
Aimee Garcia
Faded memories of you Your long amber hair That I once saw in a painting, so elegant For my fingers cannot feel silk
The only thing I have left Is the feather from your wings Let us collect them all, And rebuild those wings that once protected me.
Do not part from me yet Do not say farewell to my memory The bittersweet emotions The harmony of the song brings. Not enough time To say everything I felt inside You were the sun as I the moon I still feel your warmth you gave
You gave me wings May we find our souls, So I can remember And reach for your touch
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