There will be time for goodbyes someday—
Time to be free, to go away,
But now in your arms things seem so right.
Please don’t leave me tonight.…

The stage is set,
 Reality remote and still,
 And I am centered in a rim
  Of mesmerizing light.
A novice yet,
 I struggle eagerly to fill…

There’s a picture in a frame beside an empty vase,
And the picture looks at me with a smiling face;
But that smile alight and those eyes that feel
Are in black and white; they are not for real.
And your love was just the same,
Just a picture in a frame.

Pine needles in the sand,
Just a mem’ry of what used to be,
Fallen, withered, dried and tanned
Since they clung in clusters to a tree.
Now they’re seldom seen
Since they’ve tumbled down,…

Dreams are like shadows;
They come and they go.
Some dreams pass quickly
Others are slow.
We can’t recall them
Though we try and we try.
They’re gone forever,
Save a smile or a sigh.…