As the sunsets on a thousand regrets.

As the sunsets

On a thousand regrets

In a veil of golden red

For the things I never said

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Like tears without a trace

Or a man without a race

My heart begins to pace

Just to look upon her face

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I never seen her part

Or heard her footsteps in the dark

And I never said good-bye

But I will love her till I die

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And as the shadows grow

Upon my weary soul

I guess, I will never know

Why I loved her so.

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In the early morning twilight

When the stars fade out of sight

Before the sun begins its flight

Across the sky so bright.

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I will say a prayer for you

For the little girl I knew

And I will not be blue

For the day will begin anew.

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A classical pastel drawing.

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