Another one written many moons ago when at a low ebb but very descriptive.
Loneliness
Can anybody see the sky
And can they hear the wind?
It's cold and lonely in the park
And noone can I find.
The days drift into months and years
The trees are changing too.
Can anybody see the sky?
It's lost it's radiant hue.
The wind it blows acroos my face
And cuts into my cheek.
Can anybody hear the wind?
It's never been so bleak.
Can anybody see or hear
The cries of pain and sorrow?
Or will the many turn their heads
"We'll think of that tomorrow!"
Can anybody give a word
To calm the restless night
And soothe this aching heart of mine
Before I lose the fight.
For life is love - to love is life
And little there is left.
If only I could see the sky
But darkness o'er me crept.
And if I could but hear the wind
That breathes thro'out the day
But all I know is what I felt
And love has gone away.
So numbed that hardly can I speak
And sit alone would I.
Can anybody hear the wind
And can they see the sky?
