Dry Your Tears

    When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
    A breeze will play in your thoughts
    For a hundred years
    All the flower's hearts will ache to stand
    And watch the leaves
    Dry my tears

    Apart from the cobwebs spun in my name forevermore
    You may perhaps believe I roamed
    In and out of sorrow
    Yet if I could make you see heretofore
    You would know I only cried
    The tears I borrowed

    When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
    I will spin cobwebs in your name
    For a hundred years
    Your heart will always ache to stand
    So you can find the leaves
    To dry your tears
    Source URL: https://bloomfineart.blogspot.com/2011/06/dry-your-tears.html
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