Broken

It's three o'clock in the morning and sleepless eyes are hidden by tears of darkness that falls through out the night
Waiting for the departure of the one who holds the end, anticipating the emptiness that will fill my heart with sorrow
Like the endless search for dreams at horizons end.
When the wings of love take flight from the heart, like the last breath of life there's no retaining that wich will not be
Bound.