Transient Grace
Stand beside me, don’t turn away All dressed in white lace, from better days Stand beside me, your harmful rays are Blinding my memories, this transient grace
Intense eyes slowly closing Distant days of light return Brown hair whips from strong winds blowing The fires of our love once again burn Stand beside me, don’t let me go The pull of your breathy voice leaves me cold Don’t walk away, my dear, the shackles won’t be closed Only as trapped as you want to be, so break the hold I open my eyes and feel you near again I take one breath; a familiar scent pulls me in I reach out to feel all I’d thought I’d lost Reality dissipates like warmth to Winter’s frost Stand beside me, you’re all I’ve got My face awash with tears, which you’ve wrought Now as you turn away, the hopelessness sets in Your transient grace has faded now As you leave my life again
