Phantom

Time is the best healer in matters of the heart
Things won’t get better the longer we’re apart

Plans disappear dreams take over
Loss piled on loss, gone has the lover

An island you can’t go furthur you’ve come to the end of things
What roads of wonders this life brings

I feel you near me tonight, your phantom arm around me
To see in my soul, how I wish you could see

My heaven you were, you took me so high
Now you’re my morning sigh

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