And now as I lie awake
In this bold and beautiful moonlight,
And as the cold wind hits me smoothly,
I take a deep breath and feel it again tonight-
That I miss you now like never before.
But caress me if you ever will;
There are so many things I need to endure.
Call me a being, dead and astray
But I will never call you but you.
Let the autumn bleed all leaves,
And let the rising dust fall down,
And let the ships of time be sailing.
And then I will try to be alive.
There is no misery but a life spent with only
Moonlight silver, shiny and bright.
There is no statue as ugly and comely
But the one that I become every night-
Sleepless, sad and lost.
I hope to see what I have wanted to know-
The truth that I feel, the love that I need.
The ways I have walked on have carried me
Far away from where I began;
But I am still the same primitive man.
And where I am, I am all alone.
I look at the dirty disc of the sun,
And plead for a gentle warm ray
To ignite a life in me by its point and warmth.
But not a single of it makes way
To meet the hopeless fancies in my eyes.
And not a single of them whispers in my ear
The music that I so fondly want to hear.
My mind is blown,
And the sail is blown,
And the ship of my heart is ready
To leave the port of my loneliness.
But the rudder asks me a question-
Where do I point?
And as I stand on the turf of my heart,
And hear a calling from an endless past,
I fail to see the calling of the port that beckons
My past and present for a future in the foam.