While I Sit In Silence Listening
For The Last Sigh Of The Day,
I Close My Eyes And Imagine That
I’ll Find You Again Someday.

Would, If I Could Have Loved You Then,
The Way I Love You Now,
Seems Letting You Go Was All It Took
To Finally Show Me How.
I Couldn’t Make The Promise
To Give My Heart Away,
For The Keeper Of That Special
Key Had Yet To Come My Way.
Now You’re Gone Forever
On Wings Of A Mourning Dove,
Never To Return To Me,
The One I Couldn’t Love.
I Sit In Silence Wishing,
That If Only You Knew,
That The Keeper Of The Key, My Love,
Was Nobody Else But You.