Portrait 19

Oh what tidings acted heal

Melancholy cant hurt here

I wont give you any tears

Your own one day your own muse

Clarity in spoken truth

Give me nothing give me you

I hate to see you go

I hate to see you go

Oh could I let you go

Should not

Friend of mine

Direction of a different kite

Whether with me whether somewhere new

Know that I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you

You are there