Come to me, I love you,
Come to me and speak,
Speak the words of love,
The words I long to hear,

I call from the shadows,
I call from the sidelines,
I call from the dark,
And she does not come.

I am the one, who loves you,
I am the soul that pleads,
I am the one, who says the things,
You’d long to hear from him.
 

I call from the shadows,
I call from the sidelines,
I call from the dark,
And she does not come.

Thunder shakes the ground,
When you’re not hear,
The sheer lack of you,
Is enough to burn my soul.

I call from the shadows,
I call from the sidelines,
I call from the dark,
And she does not come.

You do not appear, from the mist,
As you would if this were a film,
Or perhaps a novel of romance,
Instead you’re distant, in love and life.

I call from the shadows,
I call from the sidelines,
I call from the dark,
And she does not come.

Alone again, no love for me,
And I scream your name to stars,
I scream it on high,
For only heaven could send and angel like you.

I call from the shadows,
I call from the sidelines,
I call from the dark,
But you do not come.

                                           Ktwilight

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