It's nice, It's beautiful

Dance Upon The Wind.

by Intimate Knight

I wasn't looking for it, but some how it came, and found me. Before I had a chance to react, it wrapped it's warmth around me. Like a thief in the night, it has come and gone. I have nothing, but that vision to reflect upon. Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind. All day long, in my mind, I walk love's lonely street. Like a tired man that longs to sit, but just can't find a seat. Then, there it was again, up ahead, to light my way. Only to vanish once more, just like all my yesterdays. Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind. I don't know where I'm going, and where I've been isn't much to speak of. I just know my heart is always showing, leading me to some far off love. Just when I give up the fight. Here it comes to make the bad things good, and the wrong things right. Only to leave me lost and lonely again. Drifting away as my thoughts dance upon the wind. It has a name, I think they call it friend.