Though another year has quietly come and gone
The impressions you have made will last forever
I have found inspiration in the words you whisper
Scribbled your thoughts on my heart in a moment
And reconsidered the emptiness I would have felt
If my nights were spent thinking of someone else
Perhaps it was the soft sensual sound of your voice
That brought forth flowers in an emotionless winter
Or the beauty of your eyes that warmed a frozen heart
Whatever it may have been, life was lived in spite of death
Impressions
Though another year has quietly come and gone
The impressions you have made will last forever
I have found inspiration in the words you whisper
Scribbled your thoughts on my heart in a moment
And reconsidered the emptiness I would have felt
If my nights were spent thinking of someone else
Perhaps it was the soft sensual sound of your voice
That brought forth flowers in an emotionless winter
Or the beauty of your eyes that warmed a frozen heart
Whatever it may have been, life was lived in spite of death