In the shores
Of my heart
Somewhere you still linger,
The feeling of your fingers
Caressing mine, amid November.
You sail away,
In the dark of the night
And yet the traces,
Of you sheen bright
......
In the shores
Of my heart
Somewhere you still linger,
The feeling of your fingers
Caressing mine, amid November.
You sail away,
In the dark of the night
And yet the traces,
Of you sheen bright
......