RIGHT BEFORE THE MORNING LIGHT. CREEPS SOFT UPON THE SILL...

Sandman

Kirsty McGee

Right before you close your eyes
Whispering yours prayers
When the sandman blows your eyes
I'll be there
When you wake up in the night
Sounds the second stair
That creaks under the careless foot
I'll be there
Gather roses while you may
While the bloom is full
For the blossoms soon will fade
And the bloom grow dull
Right before the morning light
Creeps soft upon the sill
When the shadows chase the night
I never will
When your voice is softly heard
Singing in the morning air
But the note does not ring true
I'll be there
Gather roses while you may
While the bloom is full
For the blossoms soon will fade
And the bloom grow dull
Right before you sleep at night
Closing up the blinds
In the windows black embrace
If you find…

Source: Musixmatch

The softness approaching me

blinds my eyes to the tenderness of a promise 

footsteps i heard were the ones left behind

the morning of that distant land swallowed you 

perhaps your goodbye would reach me 

when you arrive at the destination 

the softness approaching me 

was a mirage 

you were nowhere to be found 

i am with the flowers 

same looks of longings 

hurry before the mist departs

soft words of love and caress

the wind will sift through her hair

my gentle kisses remain 

10 40 pm in Miami and Havana.

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